![]() CharacterA Poem by SorenMined with sweat, from common rock Smelted in the fire of fortune We cast future in the forge of our thoughts Poured into the mold of our will It cools and hardens in time's sand Shaped by adversities hammer and anvil Tempered in the blood of suffering Sharpened on the whetstone of love and hate It is polished with wisdom and care With it we cut for good or ill © 2023 SorenReviews
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