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LEGEND BLADE
Oh Mi Lord, I doth have a tale for you.
One that tells, ov Camelot's truth.
Mystical, are the tales so bold.
A fantasy told, true to our hearts.
Excalibur, the strength that it holds.
Some did not die, ov the blade.
But died from, the berries ov the woody nightshade.
Arthur, thru heart & soul.
Upon his role, he carried his blade.
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Fighting those, ov the nightshade.
Thru his perseverance, when the dust doth cleared.
All you could feel, is death in the air.
As the knights, took hold.
King Arthur, with his legend blade.
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