Excalibur
A round table bathed in light with the brave and the bold preparing to fight.
A final battle for a king who's might, was written in a legend about a king crowned by right.
Excalibur's power from the lady of the Lake, couldn't subdue the treachery that Mordred would make.
In the final battle Mordred's life Arthur would take.
But in death Mordred struck Arthur and his body he did break.
As Arthur Lay dieing a final request he did make and Excalibur was tossed back to the lady of the Lake.

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People often ask me how I win...
Well the answer is simple..
My thoughts and my word's are the Excaliburs🗡 which garuntee my success

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Holding a simple pen means
holding a mighty Excalibur!

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I AM THE MASTER OF MY FATE !
I AM THE CAPTAIN OF MY SOUL..

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Its just I don't want to hurt anyone,
But just to remind ,I am still holding my Excalibur...
Just in case if you wanna test...

You're welcome...

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Isn’t it strange, you being unique,
Deciding right & wrongs, on your terms,
Feeling pain, power & fight inside you...

Well someday Arthur inside you have to,
DRAW & TAKE CONTROL of it...
Your very own...
EXCALIBUR

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