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.