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Stains
once stood a great warrior
of malice and pride
with no battle too bloody
for his hungering eyes
his blade, sharp and stained
stood tall at his side
left in its wake
only dead men would lie
then, in the distance
that red, setting sun
gave a glimpse to the man
of the deeds he had done
the crimson and black
was all he could see
he saw not the...
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