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In elder days, when Titan blood still stained The furrowed earth, and primal clans did roam, Man raised his spear against his brother’s shade, Not for the sin of deed, but hue of bone.
In elder days, when Titan blood still stained The furrowed earth, and primal clans did roam, Man raised his spear against his brother’s shade, Not for the sin of deed, but hue of bone.
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