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The Crimson Sword

As the Autumn winds start blowing

And the Summer leaves begin to turn red

Even though years have passed since that day

Yet she is never willing to forget

It was around the same time of the year

Beneath the half-naked Autumn trees

His body was bathing in blood

As she wept and fell down to her knees

The day her brother gave her his sword

While he was taking his last breath

She took an oath to him and herself

That one day she would avenge his death

Now every fall that comes around

And the weather begins to get cold

She’d still hear her brother’s whispers

Through his crimson magical sword

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