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This is a man, without change. This is a man, alone. No convictions to sour his soul. This is a man, who sees the tide. This is a man, Who is outlaw, brigand and savior. He walks a path, no dusty trail. He makes a call, just to gamble. This is a man, with no hope This is a man, amoral. No God, No Glory, just alone.
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Mar 6, 2012
Mar 6, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
A man
This is a man, without change. This is a man, alone. No convictions to sour his soul. This is a man, who sees the tide. This is a man, Who is outlaw, brigand and savior. He walks a path, no dusty trail. He makes a call, just to gamble. This is a man, with no hope This is a man, amoral. No God, No Glory, just alone.
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daniel-c-jones
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Mar 6, 2012
Mar 6, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
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