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Sunday, November 30, 2008

A terror
The world sleeps and i must feel awake for it around it. My eyes grow heavy. I grow old and weary. less Impulse. More thought. Less care. More help. Less this more that. Well i have delt with all of that and think that the tides of the world are trying to bring me down. I shall shine my sheild to the world and block the waves. I will weild my sword and slash through the tide to mark my path. I will wear my rusty armor. It chiffs and squeaks with every step from being worn at a early age. The red cape is torn, shot and muddy. I ware no helmit for i do not fear to face my foe. Charge! i say. My feet go tumbling along stopping down all doubts and fears. Like a juggernaught i become on stoppable. Smashing and destorying what lays way into my path. Only to stumble down and pick my self back up with missing a beat. My armor is dented. My sheild is bent and my cape is lost. I grow tired of the world, but the world never grows tired of my heroism. Little by little i m falling apart. My sword is chipped all over. The handel is rusty and hard to grip. I grow tired, but where armor grows old and worn. New shall be made! shall be shiney and new so the world carry on with me. The world needs every hero and every commander it has to offer. The world needs us. We dont need the world! Take your capes and where them proud and true. Take your armor and bare it like a symbol of hornor. Bring the light that from which came from the heavens it self down to the world blow lighting the paths traveled for those that can not carve there way into the world. Guide the cowrly people along the path. Weild the torch that lights the way. Be what you are, be what you want. Be the hero. The warrior and most inportantly Be the worlds world.
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