[center][i][color=olivedrab][h1]No Reprieve[/h1][/color]

As penned by Eòghan the Song-blessed.

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"Call on me,
another day.
Daggers fly,
in verbal spar.
Eternal war,
no reprieve.

In conflict found,
solemn vows,
abandoned.

Heart's desire,
escapes my lips,
recklessly.
Even now,
that smile,
ignites a heart.
Call on me."[/color][/i][/center]

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[hider=Summary]
It's a poem by top boy Eòghan.
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[hider=MP/DP]
No.
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[hider=Prestige]
Eòghan:
7 + 0 = 7.

Total: 7.
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