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Every battle takes its toll I used to pride myself on my resilience but every bite has left its mark and its a hard won fight if this is what winning looks like looking around at what is left over in the aftermath of the hard fought wars this may not be victory after all
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
maybe it means nothing
Every battle takes its toll I used to pride myself on my resilience but every bite has left its mark and its a hard won fight if this is what winning looks like looking around at what is left over in the aftermath of the hard fought wars this may not be victory after all
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Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
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