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Sep 3
When life begins its siege.

Catapults loaded with comfort taking bolders. That batter and bash down my walls.

Siege towers filled to the brim with battalions of self-doubt. That **** passion and cloud my mind and judgements.

Trials in the form of dragons swooping down to take bites out of my army spirit.

Then a rallying call of honest truth.

"Raise! Raise! Fight!
Fight till there is nothing left!

but standing corpses!

The fire that awaits us is not gehenna.
This task was entrusted to you. See it through.
Jason
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