There are sounds we hear!From distant lands in cold nightsin daylights and in our motherlandof cracks, bullets and raging rafflesof trembling feet consumed by the fearyet daring to draw their swordswhile we cross our arms in comfort There are stories of men!whose bravery knows no boundwho dared death with cloned armorswho did not die butContinue reading ““I KNOW THE STORY!””
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