.The solitary one waits for grace,
For mercy divine,
For he of troubled thought must travel through the seaway,
Stir with his hands the frosty-cold sea and travel paths of exile.
Unhinged by the certainty of fate.
Thus spoke the Wayfarer, mindful of hardships,
Of cruel battles &.
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