Game of Thrones – Poem IV

Stark

House Stark

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Bear arms and grit your teeth, open wide eyes and ears,

Beware of the dark night and the harsh cold wind,

For the north lands are vast and they full of fears.

One for all and all for one, none must be behind,

To the seven we pray against this harrowing,

For certain is one thing, the winter is coming.

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