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By William Fielder To the melody of a song by Connie Dover, title unknown |
Gather 'round, my friends in arms, and lift a glass in brotherhood. My journeys with you end tonight, and I must face my own Grey road. True love called and I did answer the fairest one who lights my way wherever my fate leads me; to other wars, another day. Forget not the Master's words. "Pay back forward, we keep no debts." The Black Spear I would never touch, the same Spear I will now carry. Join the fire. Bard, sing your song. Remember me as no other can. My road begins at the rise of dawn. I'm leaving you a wiser man. 
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