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The Spartan

I fought

I fought

I fought my friends.

I fought with all my might.

I fought until the air in my lungs dispersed into the night.

I hacked I slashed and crumpled my foes

And one by one they fell.

With victory near, and victory close

Tonight I dine in hell.

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mr-e
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Sep 23, 2012
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