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i built an empire on my back and it grew like a staircase up my spin. hunched over from the weight, i crawled on my knees until they were scraped and bloodied, my wounds reopening amidst the battle. "victory stands on the back of sacrifice," so i crawl because i am still moving. and when my body breaks under the strain of the new world order i will collapse, but it will not be in vain.
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Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
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i built an empire on my back and it grew like a staircase up my spin. hunched over from the weight, i crawled on my knees until they were scraped and bloodied, my wounds reopening amidst the battle. "victory stands on the back of sacrifice," so i crawl because i am still moving. and when my body breaks under the strain of the new world order i will collapse, but it will not be in vain.
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Oct 30, 2018 at 3:04 PM UTC
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