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A raven flies from the north to the sea
A dragon whispers her name in the east
The watcher waits on the northern wall
A daughter picks up a warrior's sword
A brother bound to a love he must hide
The younger's armor is worn in the mind
A cold iron throne holds a boy barely grown
And now it is known
A claim to the prize, a crown laced in lies
You win or you die
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