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I have always called myself a wandering knight. I still don't know why. I always wanted a sword I can call my own. It's pretty odd I know. Is it the romance in various media? I couldn't say really. Maybe the freedom is what really gets me. Why did they choose it? Honor? Truth? Rad swords? The women? The blood? Nah. Perhaps the title. To be known as one. To be lightning, and fire. To be Samurai.
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 4:17 AM UTC
Samurai
I have always called myself a wandering knight. I still don't know why. I always wanted a sword I can call my own. It's pretty odd I know. Is it the romance in various media? I couldn't say really. Maybe the freedom is what really gets me. Why did they choose it? Honor? Truth? Rad swords? The women? The blood? Nah. Perhaps the title. To be known as one. To be lightning, and fire. To be Samurai.
Something I've been thinking about lately, and haiku cause my favourite type of poem.
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Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 4:17 AM UTC
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