Author:

  Facing his back to the wind a man stands alone,

  Facing his face to the past a man no more.

  Facing his back to his legacy,

  One which he bored.

  Facing new horizons

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  On the after life’s shore.

  Man:

  How many mistakes have I made,

  How many were not my fault?

  How is my legacy,

  Is it gone like ocean salt?

  How many losses have I faced,

  At the end i’m always last place.

  How many dreams have fled?

  Now that my brothers are dead?

  Author:

  Let me take you back in time to a time of loss,

  One both in war and in beauty’s frost.

  Let me take you back in time to this mans lost dream…

  The story of a side character, by every mean.