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Feb 2016
With fire and hammer
Anvil and steel
In my craft I do not stammer
With weapons I do not feel.

With my blade I feel protected
Protected from the cruelty of life
I don't know what you suspected
I didn't intend to cause strife
The Bard
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The Bard
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   gray rain and Bianca Reyes
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