Poetry by a mad man

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Well i might as well.

We journeyed forth,
Through hell and back,
Upon a throne of endless trials,
Our deeds did stack.

And while we fought,
To ever greater goals,
We found our places,
And assumed our roles.

So with determination,
And spirit in hand,
We fought till the last,
Then and there we made our stand.

And as the final bell did toll,
We saw the way to the end of it all,
The final trial lay in wait,
Heralded by fates own call.