The Saga of Tatara and Vamiro
Adorning mighty wooden sword
A generous and helpful Lord
On beach, he heard a melody
His heart swayed to the symphony
An endearing first meet of Tatara, Vamiro
Souls melted in divine amour
Never to part, vowed in ardor
Rumors spread, caustic hatred brewed
Curses, insults, abuses spewed
Dreams of love, crumbled and slivered
In rage, he spliced the land into two
To reach her, in the abyss he flew
Echoes of her name slowly faded
In quest to meet him her life jaded
Alas their sacrifice brought a change in perceptions
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