"The Morde is my mid lane; I shall not feed. He maketh me to CS in green pastures: he leadeth me to push the still towers. He stealeth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of QWER for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the isles of the shadow of death, I will fear no jungler: for thou art with me; thy Needlessly Large Rod and thy Void Staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a penta before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my ult with Ignite; my shield runneth over.
Surely Yorick and Hecarim shall follow me all the days of my undeath: and I will dwell in the house of the Morde for ever."
-Psalm 23
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