11 July 2015
Seitsemän Kuusi Kaksi Millimeter Täysi Metalli Vaippa
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This is my rifle. There are many others like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It's my life. I must master it, I have to manage my life. Without me, the rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I'm going to. The presence of God I swear this creed: my rifle and I are defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.
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