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Feb 2011
I want you to take this match
keep it close
and when the time comes
burn down everything in your path
it's all wicker to your flame
and if you leave them a single memory
they will never remember your name
carve yourself a giant
from the remnants
a diety to end all
assure no descendants ascend
from the ashes
as cobblestone falls
as steel and bones clash
when all hope is gone
it's you and that match.
Unfinished and such...
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   Lior Gavra
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