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by: Tlachtga
BarbaraT@wave.co.nz
Destruction, all she knew
Woe, all she loved
At every turn, a battleground
Every light, soon to darken
White, she turned to red
Fields flowed with blood at her call
Full, she turned to empty
Lifeless, soulless
A golden one came
Took away the death from
Warrior's stony heart
Loved, and was loved in return
Warrior saw a new world
Filled with joyous light
Filled with white
Filled with green
She was death, true
But now she embraces life
Lives each moment never to return
She is Xena...