Challenge
Write about exile.
Exile
In the darkness,
You will find me,
And in the light,
You will guide me.
Nor moon, nor sun,
Will shine upon thee,
Yet, forever you run,
And struggle to see.
Never has such dishonour lived,
At my feet you beg and beg,
Here you are drenched in dread,
For now you have price upon head.
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