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Apr 2014
I have no wars

Left in me.

I am broken

Except in will.

My strength left

Is butΒ Β for a few battles.

My sword

Has grown heavy,

My hand weak.

The only strength left

Is in my heart.

Let my will then

Carry the fight for me.

Let my will

Bring me honor

Let my will

Swing the sword

For freedom

Let my will

Carry me to

My last battle
James Jarrett
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James Jarrett
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