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Time is short
difficult though it seems
a century of hardship
racing in time with the
trickling sand of the hourglass
forgotten it may be
never truly diminished
a memory in time
through the vortex
the master of devotion
We may ask why
in the carnage of time
many heroes exist
protecting the only
like a sword in the flesh
burning,willingly though
they have a mission
to their utmost ability
protect it they must
Passion in their eyes
we respect them
like a pristine angel
sword pointing to the sun
the one true master
in the anthem of god
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