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Text: Yeah, sharp like the edge of a Samurai sword, the mental blade cut through flesh and bone. Though my mind at peace, the world out of order. Missing inner heat, life gets colder. Oh yes, I have to find my path, no less walk on earth - water and fire. The elements compose a magnum opus my Modus Operandi is amalgam. Steel packed tight in a microchip on my arm as a sign of all-pro. The ultimate award is honor - not awards. At odds with the times with wards with no lords. A freelancer. Each paragraph will be a test.

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