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1). A Warior I am a warrior but not like Arthur and his Knights I fight for a cause Not merely for freedom, though freedom it may be I have no 2). Dreamland My eyes are squinting as tears fall on my face.. The inages of my haven is now blurred Swirling around me so fast 3). Plain Scribbling Am again singing the lover's serenade and mesmerized by the conventional moon's shade My two eyes explicit its seasonal lusterBut I'm not a 4). Before The Last Petal Falls a face I thought I memorized in time slowly becomes a face of a stranger the heart I thought I tied with mine throbs the sh