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The ballad of Hope and Sorrow

Long ago and far away
there was a land called Umernay
where the wild was free and nature green
They knew nothing of Sorrow

The people followed a mighty queen
her name was Hope, only peace she singed
life was well and stories sung
No one knew of Sorrow

Then there came that faithful night
out came a knight that thought not of light
his heart was cold and eyes of ice
In his wake was Sorrow

All could see his greyish fate
with him followed a heavy weight
children cried at this dreadful sight
They only thought of Sorrow

The queen now gathered her courage guard
and rode to stop the chased one
to claim back what her name involved
And bring an end to Sorrow

They searched up high, they searched down low
to find whom no one wanted for
but nowhere they this creature saw
Yet everywhere was Sorrow

Hope found him when she was alone
he stared right into her shining soul
slight a tremble she would not show
As she faced his Sorrow

She asked whom do you really think you are
to plague these lands with your hurtful scars
you light our fear and dim the sun
You bring nothing but Sorrow

He said I come from a blooming home
with troves of love and dreams of gold
yet all was lost only pain prolonged
And now my name is Sorrow

Hope believed his story true
saw his face in a light anew
her heart was racing feelings grew
For the one named Sorrow

First he flinched from her reaching hand
wanting fully to feel again
afraid he was of moving on
For all he knew was Sorrow

 Carefully they start to dance
turning slowly with humble hands
caringly they make amends
Forever Hope and Sorrow

The captain of her royal guard
saw them close but from afar
he threw his spear to avoid her harmed
And put an end to Sorrow

His life ran out in her loving arms
she cried out all the pain it brought
her eyes turned ice and her heart turned cold

And now her name is Sorrow
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