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Jun 2017
Lads,

Ready your spirits
Summon your courage
Load your pistols
Sharpen your guns!

We shall attack at dawn;
And fight on till dusk.
Give no quarter
Show no fear.

The enemy will not rest.
He shall not give up,
Not until we give into him,
Not until he gets what he came for.

Lets fight wisely,
And strike strongly.
This is a life long battle.
He wont win, not yet.

Let us strike with the monsters they created,
Let us rule with the power they gave us,
Let us raise hell, and remind them,
That there is no heaven waiting for them.

Raise the black flag,
Go to your stations.
Life will spare no risks.
But ill take them all.

Against the current
I shall raise.
With or without you.
Theres a replacement at every port.

I was spat out into this world,
Alone, along with people who
had no choice in choosing their son.
And I have no problem leaving alone.

So, to who ever stands beside me,
I ask you again.
Without any assurance of victory,
Yet no space for loss!

Ready your spirits,
Summon your courage
Load your pistols
Sharpen your weapons.

Fire!
Winter Sparrow
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Winter Sparrow  22/M/Malta
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