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Guild’s of Warcraft 1
People will come and go, I will remain.
I will turn the page and start again.
Not from the beginning, but always winning,
Because this Guild is mine,
I wear it with pride.
Even if it is but a tiny acorn,
It’s roots are already affixed and stretching,
As they are growing and I will persist,
Upon this bliss.
The man in charge of everything.
The one to blame for some, not others,
As I am eternal, here with my sisters and brothers.
For this Guild is ours,
The love never dies,
As we are happy here...
We have acclimatized.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
People will come and go, I will remain.
I will turn the page and start again.
Not from the beginning, but always winning,
Because this Guild is mine,
I wear it with pride.
Even if it is but a tiny acorn,
It’s roots are already affixed and stretching,
As they are growing and I will persist,
Upon this bliss.
The man in charge of everything.
The one to blame for some, not others,
As I am eternal, here with my sisters and brothers.
For this Guild is ours,
The love never dies,
As we are happy here...
We have acclimatized.
(C)2024 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Published 20th Sep 2024
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