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The Wild'ral Shout

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Flesh and bone
I die alone
My sorrows ought not come ‘bout.

Til I hear the sound
I shall stay my ground
And let out the Wild’ral Shout.

When all who watch
My head in the notch
Blade hoisted high to drop

Moments away
My end doth lay
It’s arrival I can’t stop.

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