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As you walk up to the wall a short, fat man with a fire like red hair walks up to you. "Ah yes, everyone tends to start with this flash. I have not figured out what the poem means though. I got to meet James once or Jim as he was calling himself that that time. He said that you would just have to have been there to fully understand the meaning of the poem. Haha, you want to know what I told him? You do? Well I handed him a tub of ale, and told him 'I never looked at the world the same after my first trip away from home. Yes, I saw things that I would love to do and thought that I could do anything. Then the horses came and took me back to the stronghold.' But I still don't get that poem. Well, time for another mug of ale. Good day to you and enjoy looking at the other flashes."
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