This was not his home, but He loved it like it was.
He had no hooves though he fought like a Stallion.
He had no claws, though he fought like a griffin.
He had no Scales, though he fought like a dragon,
and though he had no wings he rose above all.
May he rest in peace..
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 3:21 PM UTC
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