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My sword is my companion my warrior and friend,

Not to be offensive but sworn to defend,

The infusion of steel runs through my veins,

Making me immune from sorrow and pain,

The flash of my Guru’s sword awakens the sleeping soul,

Without the sword I can never be whole,

The sword of the Guru is the giver of life,

Before the soul was barren now it is ripe,

I am the saint and the soldier that walks in peace,

I am the humble dust of your feet,

But don’t think my spirituality makes me weak,

The heavens will roar if my sword were to speak

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