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| − | + | {{tab}} My life was ages ago, it was dedicated to serve another, in which I did so till my dying day. Never had I thought in my life I would ever go to heaven, to cross over into a realm of enlightenment and be given a chance to see all I have accomplished rise before me. I was a killer, a murderer, but who I killed was in service to my Lord and I never once regretted what I did or questioned why I did it. For many like myself we live in the romantic notion that we live and die in each moment, to live now and not regret, for the next moment could be certain death. But those who truly lived like that often died quickly, and those who didn’t were either gifted, blessed, or God had something far worse in store for them. Every boy dreamed of being a Samurai, if only they knew the truth. | |
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My life was ages ago, it was dedicated to serve another, in which I did so till my dying day. Never had I thought in my life I would ever go to heaven, to cross over into a realm of enlightenment and be given a chance to see all I have accomplished rise before me. I was a killer, a murderer, but who I killed was in service to my Lord and I never once regretted what I did or questioned why I did it. For many like myself we live in the romantic notion that we live and die in each moment, to live now and not regret, for the next moment could be certain death. But those who truly lived like that often died quickly, and those who didn’t were either gifted, blessed, or God had something far worse in store for them. Every boy dreamed of being a Samurai, if only they knew the truth. |
