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Lonesome crusader and ancient gladiator, He is taking love from the hater while being loyal to his traitor. Constantly his own narrator, singing those old songs, on his path, as he walks along, Looking for some forgotten town, with no one around who would try to bring him down. Were he could not be found Find his peace in the sounds, as his flesh fades back to dust back beneath the ground.
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Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 10:28 PM UTC
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Lonesome crusader and ancient gladiator, He is taking love from the hater while being loyal to his traitor. Constantly his own narrator, singing those old songs, on his path, as he walks along, Looking for some forgotten town, with no one around who would try to bring him down. Were he could not be found Find his peace in the sounds, as his flesh fades back to dust back beneath the ground.
joshua-gilton
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Jun 12, 2011
Jun 12, 2011 at 10:28 PM UTC
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