You say your gates are closed
You say the trespassers came
You say you suffered blows
You say its only a game
But the gate has a special key
Because the lock is forged in war
Very few can set you free
Past days gone where you would spar
Search the shadows in your heart
For therein you will find
That from which you did depart
Deep folds over deep to bind
You say you've been brave
You say its all good and fine
What you don't say is in a cave
What you don't say is don't cross the line.
So Brave heart that you really are
Take up the journey across the land
Hidden but not so very far
Is the Key to your gate, in your hand.
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