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Apr 2013
Different breed
Our lineage was not planted from these worldly seeds
Help! For which we have no need

A different class of warrior
enveloped with pride
All fight
Till the last breath and yet we won't die

From the floor we rise
might unmatched
like us there is no second batch

Till the end of life
We ride
Being this breed
That is or pride
To my cousins. Who always Seem to awaken the warrior spirit in me.
samuel hdz
Written by
samuel hdz  Texas
(Texas)   
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