Focused warrior
fiercely tearing up the plain
narrowing her eyes to the goal for which she strains
Her unmistakable will
naked as the face of these rolling hills
is ready to swiftly move as quiver and a quill
The line has been drawn
there is no turning back
a warrior’s honor is binding whether shoulders are broad or slack
strength in conviction
it’s essential to survive
she will win where others lost so the rest can thrive
The wicked flee when no one is pursuing
but the righteous are bold as a lion
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