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Submitted:Oct 9, 2011 Reads: 9 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
Praise him, my master.
Give me a glorious death.
For him I am blessed.
I am ready now.
Bring me death, bring me glory.
Praise him, my master.
Glory and praise and death.
I shatter and break apart.
There is nothing left.
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