With newfound awareness, he took a stand, And slowly, began to remove the hand. That held the armor, the symbol of his past, And let his true self shine, at last.
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He realized that true strength lies not, In the metal that encases his thought, But in the heart that beats with love and light, A heart that guides him through the dark of night.
But time went by, and wars did cease, The knight's armor began to freeze. The luster faded, the metal wore thin, And with it, his heart began to give in.