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You think I speak of blood lineage, Clearly I hold the whetstone, But that's because you're dull. Maybe, I am. From my shine, shimmer- I'll stay solid as file; Whether if needed firm or gentle, Soft or abrasive. In address to the west, The rising sun. At least, that's from our perspective. From the hammer Who shaped the stone.
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Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 11:07 PM UTC
As Odin, As Thor
You think I speak of blood lineage, Clearly I hold the whetstone, But that's because you're dull. Maybe, I am. From my shine, shimmer- I'll stay solid as file; Whether if needed firm or gentle, Soft or abrasive. In address to the west, The rising sun. At least, that's from our perspective. From the hammer Who shaped the stone.
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Feb 14, 2025
Feb 14, 2025 at 11:07 PM UTC
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