I wear my heart on my armoured sleeve
with a green kite shield on my left forearm
a shining sword hangs by my thigh
ready to be used when needed
Though I do not seek to attack
I will defend those closest to me
any way I can
to ensure their safety
I do not seek battles
they come to me every day
a new threat and challenge arrives
waiting to be faced and overcome
I am one who the demons should fear
as I ride to their defeat
you may call me a whatever you like
but in my victorious mind
I am a fighter
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