The warrior moved on relentlessly,
Without looking back, without a pause;
His hair flying in the wind restlessly,
He took bold strides to a new cause;
Discarding the torch in his hand , not sorry,
Burning the sinister looking bridge as one could discern;
The tiny sparks danced in its splendor and glory,
Annihilating the link to a past, to where there is no return!
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