Moulded..

There is hell, there is heaven

And there are much more in between..

Everything worthy passes through the ‘unbearable’

Fallen through endless chasms

And molten through blazing fire

Is what makes a true warrior..

There is no scar that knows no pain

There is no war that takes no sacrifice 

Every turn here has a price written on it..

You lose, you learn a lesson

You win, you leave behind something 

But with every fight, you have to move ahead..

Fire or ice, you need to cross your bridge 

Right or wrong, keep your heart strong

Prepared or not, the turn is right around..

No dagger worthy has ever been made

That hasn’t been through the raging glaze

Rise up to become the dagger of gold

That replaces every crown of dreams..

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