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The sword is my body
And I am the body of my sword
Sword of my bone
Steel covers my body and fire is my blood.
I have wielded over a thousand blades
For I am not known to death
Nor known to life.
I have withstood agony to protect many
Yet alone I stand, for in my life I must remain solitary.
I have never sat in the recliner known as happiness
Nor do I meet many who do.
I am here standing in this eternal fight
Yet this eternity happens in an instance.
I desire to protect
Yet that desire cannot be met unless it is violated
I say to those willing to oblige
With an answer of the sound my sword makes as it is
unsheathed
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