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Strange green bush,
Creeping slowly,
Puts me on high,
Feel so lowly.
Puffin' away,
Not a single care,
But the heart yearns,
The numb I can't bare.
The body tingles,
The mind wanders,
Something inside me,
Grows all the fonder.
True self is lost,
Illusions are found.
Passing the time,
'Til I'm in the ground.
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kindred spirits
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Maybe the answer is in the very light reflected off our blades. Maybe that's what it means to be this creature known as samurai.
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