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A final "I love you" is the heart-wrenching cry from the lips of those who so willingly die charging forth unto the battlement sent forth to enact unyielding judgement
Did they still give chase? On horseback, he rode Soon he’d tire of their game, That of cats and mice   Where to go?
He stood resolutely, In the winter cold. The sun climbed behind him, Glowing bright and bold.   The wind kicked up twigs and leaves Long dead of chill, His coat tails flickered up and down,
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