About a Warrior

Once I met a man,
he wasn’t anyone,
he was a warrior,

I knew it because he used
his intuition, staring at me,
it’s his own alphabet,
wind listener and star talker.
He is one of those few who knows that
behind the ice mask people use,
there’s a burning heart.
Therefore, he plucks up courage
and risks more than anyone,
he is used to Win.

fair combat it’s his passion,
in love and war,
enjoying his own insanity,
because he knows it’s impossible,
to foresee everything
.

AM

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