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It's hardened steel
That I wield
In battle against my foes.

It has an appeal
That I can feel 
My enemies fall with each blow.

It's edges stay true
As the blade glows pale blue
It has served me well in battle.

An extension of me
This blade shall be
And I will not be rattled.

But if I fall
To the warrior's call
Let me rest in the halls of Valhalla. 

-samhudson