The Arrow of Light,
Strung from the Bow of Hope,
Illuminating all that is Dark,
Through the hearts of the wicked,
The minds of the soulless,
The world becomes bright.
A trickle of hope, as the Arrow flies,
Turns into a stream, for all those who need.
Soaring through the air, with no resistance,
It brings peace to the land of Chaos.
A story to be told, just like any other,
For the Arrow too, did not last,
As darkness eternally wins.
With the coming of a new day,
A power of peace to be reborn,
For none can live, without the brightest of light.

Forever Your’s,

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