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Sep 2015
When I die I wonder what they will do with me.
I have no home, no blood family.
Only good friends and a few good men left that care.
But I am not their burden.
Nor is my body a sacred thing.
Just burn it if it's easier...
I would ask one request though
Whether it be ashes or decaying flesh,
bury me godless, beside my brothers who fought with devils blood in their veins and God by their side.
That is my one request.
SilentAce
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   Ricky
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