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As i **** my enemies my conscience growes even more heavy, body's falling voices call for me, the burden of all the wounded brother's gather to seek for an answer that we don't know.
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 3:35 AM UTC
dark_towers
the fallen
As i **** my enemies my conscience growes even more heavy, body's falling voices call for me, the burden of all the wounded brother's gather to seek for an answer that we don't know.
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