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Feb 2015
A sword so valiant like no other,
No father no sister no brother no mother.
Just a single sword by my side,
Big tall Sharp and wide.
A tool So sharp one look is death,
One look might mean your last breath.
so carefull with this sword in hand,
for this sword is so grand .
A random sword poem
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