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The Warriors Poem

In through that door
Into the night

A warrior is no more
Freed from the fight

A union of flesh and steel
Battle make mothers cry

Teach you how to feel
Making sure you don't fly

Home is where your boots are
Away is were you'll find Charlie

May you travel wide and far
And walk through that valley

Death, I have but one remark
Remove from us equal, our spark

For if my brothers die before I do
Make a note, I will come for you




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Publicerad 2012-08-03 02:10



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