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Indeed , i am the strongest and the Boldest 

My Body finesses throughout the feild

The blood on my chest , i say it was worth the kill 

I beowulf am too prideful, How could i let someone replace me ?

The hairs on my chin are graying and fragile are my teeth 

Yet i refuse to let for someone  eat biggest portion of the lamb !

My following count is twice as much as the victories ive won .

There is noone qualified to fight this dragon but I

 

 

 

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