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tired and cold, now we sit
away from the world and lights
my arms bruised, you're sore a bit
you took leave for these nights
we walk together hand in hand
lets drift away from confining land

The men you serve want you back
you need to be a hero
what you've gained is what i lack
i guess that i'm a zero
we walk together hand in hand
lets drift away from confining land

go be my hero and go win
i'll pray and try to wait
and when you come back in
i'll be your loving mate
you leave me now, hand in hand
and drift away from confining land

This poem was written by Artemis Fowl III on May 31, 2007.

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