The Wandering Knight He has to prove himself, again and again, To the Goddess of his own creation, yet in turn recreated him; It's beyond reasoning, and beyond his control, It all started many many years ago; He was the errant knight wandering around looking for adventures, He was too bored to even try to achieve any objectives set by others; "Why do we have so many boundaries? Why can't we be our own judges?" Throw away the taboos, he has entered the kingdom of no rules, He can't be defeated, because any weapon just passes him through; He was the self-anointed king, without crown or jewelries, But lived in a majestic palace that was purely imaginary; A dream should last forever always ends in surprises, It all started many many years ago; "How come this time the weapon doesn't just pass me through? How come a sweet dream ends up | have to tend my heart wounds;" A moment in life seems a moment forever, What she did with a smile caused more than anything he could remember; The image of her was frozen in that moment, Then sublimated into the Goddess above all human; She was enshrined into this Magnificent Palace, And in there, even a mortal will not wither; How can he vindicate himself? How can he please Her? How can he escape from Her critical eyes? How can he forget Her? Where would he have been without Her? And without Her, how far would the knight wander?
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