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Their memory gone, no one knows | Their memory gone, no one knows | ||
That they were set up in a simple pose. | That they were set up in a simple pose. | ||
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No need to rush, no need to race. | |||
He’d make a slow and steady pace. | He’d make a slow and steady pace. | ||
He’d win the war and earn first place, | He’d win the war and earn first place, | ||
But never, ever, show his face. | But never, ever, show his face. | ||
His space suit rested in the hall. | His space suit rested in the hall. | ||
“A perfect helmet,” Ivan said. | “A perfect helmet,” Ivan said. | ||
“But too unique to fool them all… | “But too unique to fool them all… | ||
In war, it won’t protect my head. | In war, it won’t protect my head. | ||
I need a new one. Something bold. | I need a new one. Something bold. | ||
A comfy mask that won’t get old. | A comfy mask that won’t get old. | ||
A plastic one? Or one of steel? | A plastic one? Or one of steel? | ||
Or the kind that racers wear at the wheel? | Or the kind that racers wear at the wheel? | ||
Hmm…” | Hmm…” | ||
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[[Category:Characters, Creatures, and Relics]] | [[Category:Characters, Creatures, and Relics]] |