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I'm the only one online, everyone is sleeping, thy dreamy pilots in arms, thy sleeping lords of war, thou resting shouts of fury, it's all quiet on the swat portal...

to the sleeping predates deep in the wakewake of blood, wake of sun, wake of war, wake of bitter peace... ...among ashes among ruins among fields of great savagewith instruments of point pure to point too ravage avast thee great knights, the suns are settings,avast yee great guards of trails of deep bloodon the morrow we set sail with all thy terrings,thow'ohrt in the morning, will it be me or my flood

haha, j/k, it'll just be me and I have a weird and slightly pagan poetry, I know

uhm blaster, I don't think you were around at the time, so don't ask