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Tears of blood are the Ronin Call.
Shining blades, shimmering drawn.
The night draws near, Darkening quick.
Saftey calls not, Thee hath no fear.
The strong one fights, Willing from within,
That Honor is valued above his life.
Death found silent, Upon the Ronin's blade.
Shadows cast upon the darkened ground,
Flickering here, turning 'round.
This Merciful...honorable Ronin.
All slows, stops, all is quiet.
Blade twisted up, gleaming in the light.
Morning comes, the darkness fades.
His master avenged,
Now he may be at peace.
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