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Sheaths of leather and blades of steel
often caused blood to be let.
Many a warrior fell to the ground
 whom perished Bravely without regret.

As kindred souls were never found
with hearts missing a connection.
With every beat which did resound
 only to find spite, fight and rejection.

Many a woe suffering and pain
 exists in minds of those whom remain.
Yet in order for a human to be truly free.
The greatest battle is to tame the beast inThee!
 Stanley Victor Paskavich

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