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Trolls of My Land
One by one they come for me,
One by one I thwart them all.
On and on, they are too many,
On an on, they come and fall.

I do not run, I stand and wait,
They come and come without fail.
Brimmed with hate, never late,
All are same, dead and pale.

They were men, not anymore,
They are not what they were.
They do not grunt, do not roar,
They only know how to slur.

They've a leader, they follow him,
He leads them from far behind,
They are fools, their minds are dim,
They have eyes yet they are blind.


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