Battlefield

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Screams,
Endless screams nevertheless.
No rest, my heart, is put to the test.
Wearing the amulet, shaped like a crest.
I storm the field, my dreams to yield.
The endless war, on the battlefield.
My life in my hands, I can no longer stand.
I want give up, not even for a second.
I'll fight to the end, I won't give in.

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