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Engage me then, Fortune. I know of your plans to threaten my home, my life and my land. How close dare you get before I take this shot? My feet are unsteady, but my aim is not. Come stand with your feeble battalion before me. I know all your moves now and frankly, you bore me. Surround me with multiple lines of attack: small as I am, I can kick higher than that.
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Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
The feeble army of Circumstance
Engage me then, Fortune. I know of your plans to threaten my home, my life and my land. How close dare you get before I take this shot? My feet are unsteady, but my aim is not. Come stand with your feeble battalion before me. I know all your moves now and frankly, you bore me. Surround me with multiple lines of attack: small as I am, I can kick higher than that.
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Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 3:42 PM UTC
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