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My Name Is Legion

My name is Legion: for we are many You who have the gift of life you who have the gift of love by Gods grace grant me the best of all gifts the gift of a merciful death A man might have immortal life and wander for all the generations of man till reaching the edge of doomsday let me find harbour to see again with longing the lives of those who grow old and die Of those who die He who knows our thoughts will he not hear our words

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