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Post by Padre Romero on Nov 5, 2006 18:43:55 GMT -5
Angels who walk where these fools dare. We are cauled by the call of Malton most fair. Cover our heads, and we sight without sight: Knighted by knives, and baptized in night. Know we fly undaunted by dundering death. No live or dead menace will stop our bright breath For We are the Watch with the wonderous souls: And we've come to riddle the bank with holes.
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