My Hero
The sight of you on the sand you stand
Blessed with a mind in good frame
Standing delicately on the spread land
Even the skies noticed that Victor is your name
The sight of you,the height of the mountain you maintained
Ready to reign in the velocity of the fountain
Though the experience you knew would be gory
The story you were prepared to tell in glory
All these while I saw he sight of you
But all seems impossible to be true
This things I wish I could do
But with the strength of who?
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