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Jan 2019
Though I may walk
Through The Valley
Of The Shadow
Of Death
I shall fear no Evil.
Thy hand shall guide me.
Thy will shall light my path.
Thy wrath shall clear my way.
So I may bring thy Judgement
On Thine opponents.
And fill the oceans with
Thine enemies' blood.
And bring peace unto
The innocent.
I shall know no peace
Till I find my final rest.
No love
Until I see my family in the after.
Thy hand to my weapon.
Thy sight unto mine eyes.
As leaves before the storm
Thine enemies shall fall.
Till Valhalla calls for me.
Amen.

~The Warrior~
Wordfreak
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Wordfreak  23/M/Denver, CO
(23/M/Denver, CO)   
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