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Jun 2019
I’m so tired
Tired of fighting
I just need a break...
A little reward
For all the turmoil
Something to quiet my mind
Cast out these demons
I’ll pick my sword back up
I swear it
It’s just... I’m growing weary
And I’m not sure
How much more of this
I can endure
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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   The Iron Reaver
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