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The Tundra The Creed
I run upon the tundra, I am the lighting and the thunder. The King of my domain,and the dark clouds I dwell under. Observing nature filling my soul with wonder. What God has placed together. Let no woman or man rip asunder. Knowledge and wisdom is the feast of my observations, and I am filled with hunger. So give me today my daily bread. Feed my intellect with wisdom, place a sparkling crown of knowledge upon my head. Place courage into my heart, grace my flowing mane, I am brave and bold and there is nothing that I dread. Unto me no evil will ever tread, crucified by life how majestically that I bleed. Lead this Dark Stallion into green pastures, where his ignorances would be shed, place piety into his heart, let righteousness be his guide so he can never be mislead. Say my Lord unto this mighty steed keep my oath unto me, and live by your dying creed.
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