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Not enough time.
It's all I can think.
Each hour's chime,
And deeper I sink.
Just twelve hours,
To say my goodbyes.
Takes all my powers,
To silence my cries.
There's no time for tear.
There's no time for word.
There's no time for fear.
It seems so absurd.
I try to be tough,
Though soon he'll be gone.
Nothing is enough.
Hour or eon.
3 minutes. Seriously? Again?
Let's try something obvious:
Samurai
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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.
Last edited by Yukimura; 09-01-2007 at 05:03 PM..
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