The One Of Seven Seven, seven seven Struck masses of unlawful brethren All formed from different creeds To do right by noble deeds. Who would fight to the death With courage to their last breath. In the end their was only one And he walked off he left with the sun. Walking he thought his memory would be flung. But the people remember the seven he was among. He later had kids and a wife In their love he found #life. He found peace during his war, And in his end their was a smile and lived no more.
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