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     I am the bone of my sowrd. 
        Steel is my body, and fire is my blood. I have created over a thousand blades. Unknown to Death. Nor known to Life. Have withstood pain to create many weapons. Yet, those hands will never hold anything. So as I pray, unlimited blade works.  | 
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     悠悠哉哉。 
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