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The enemy of my enemy is just another enemy.
To side with a snake to fight a demon is still a sin.
To save a hundred instead of a thousand is dishonor.
To dabble in words when actions are needed is cowardice.
Let my principles be my shield.
My morals my armor.
My hands soft and safe, nurturing and kind.
And when needed hard as steel, capable and unrelenting.
About the Creator
Brier
Im a drunk steel worker from Wisconsin that enjoys writing. Currently working on my first novel and doing some short stories in the mean time.
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