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Can you see him?

He draws his sword and his dark eyes rage;

Rage like the ocean, dark as the woods,

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And he fights,

Oh, he fights for goodness and justice and peace,

For honor and pride and fear.

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Do you see him now?

The killing blow, the weary smile, the anger fades,

And he fights to keep standing,

To stand firm, until the battle is over.

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Oh, but do you see?

Watch as his eyes settle like glass on the sea,

And see him raise his shield,

And hope beyond hope.

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Watch as the rage drains out of him,

And is replaced with a different strength,

A kinder one,

An older one,

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Can you see him clearly now?

He drops to his knees,

Exhales, and lets the fight end around him.

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Clinging to a sheet of metal,

And wondering at his luck.

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Oh, a boy is nothing without his sword,

But a king is nothing without his shield.