HE IS A WARRIOR
He is a warrior into the hands of the evil
He is a warrior into the darkness of the furthest kitchen
He is a warrior into the mindest riches
He is a warrior into the blackest estimate
He is a warrior even when no war exists.
His welcoming heart is provoked by the necessary evils
His kindness splits love
His love swallows protection
His protection swallows superlove
His superlove swallows soul
His soul swallows eternity
His eternity swallows endless love
His endless love swallows endless life.
But the necessary evil refused
He kills who saves and survives who kills
He cries before the evil and detests the helper
He depends on nothing undermines the useful
Because ignorance is what drives her
Because the truth is cleared away.
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