Lost was the time,from which the memories came.They always seemed lost,but it seemed the rule of the game.Memories of different wars,fought on distant grounds.For different is the world,on which now I am found.Memories spanning great distances,worlds ago in other times.Places to which I have been,recording them all within my mind.Though the time seems to evade me,so many times it has been.That I have fought my spiritual wars,GOOD against Evil, Darkness and Sin.The world seemed all right,it looked ok if one were to see.But that depends on what you are looking fore,and there was only one thing for me.Before the world was casual,and in its kindness it sought for peace.This was before the gathering of evils,causing the beauty of the world to cease.It was the ceasing of this beauty,and how it was done.That summoned me to the battle front,the reason I would come.The little boy dressed in blue,shirt and shorts to match.An out fit that he wore with joy,because of the little badge.I remember seeing the little lad,as he stood by the marshy pond.He was a shade lighter than Caucasian,age 12, his hair was short and blond.He noticed my presence,as he stood there alone.It was not the first time he seemed to notice,He liked the pond more than home.He never really worried much,he had too much faith.Faith there had to be a reason,for such a beautiful place. page 1A place where people were liberal,yet treated one another with loyalty.For none seemed to abase themselves,they all felt they were royalty.With the Sun to shine by day,and then the stars by night.The rich fruits from the luscious lands,never failed an apatite.A World where life its self,was an opportunity for the rare and true.A chance perhaps to find the things,which no one ever knew.Where to love meant to cherish,
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