A man
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A man
I am not made of salt
My skin is not of gold
My flesh was made of ash
I am a man of skills and dash
The dawn of brighter days
It lays on a little ways
I live with my own mind
And for my very own account
I fight for my own hand
And see the expected land
I do not tumble out of my bed
I am fine i am not so bad
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From frontier line Rudy.
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