The prophecy

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Eyes like fire and broken promises, 

And flaming snow, shadows made of light, 

and no where else to go,

two kits born on the darkest night,

Two kits born to end the fight,

six cats running away from life,

seven becomes one,

and one becomes two,

on the brightest night, 

all shall die and two shall stay,

brewing and endless battle,

for all shall be slayed.


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