PROTECT MY TRYOUT
To try to protect it anyway,
lead. Bring my forth that
new quadrille you hum.
Medieval armor; I am the
one. Still wearing what
cannot be worn.
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Yet worry none, for once I
arrive I'll already be ready.
Those in ahead of me will
Just. Have. To. Wait.
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This is a line of carnage,
not faith.
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