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jonas whitney adam kara driskill audra

 
time savors its moments as my thoughts race to reach my hand.  cold steel warms at my grip as i look unto the crowd in front of me. 

they are marching

where we my feet stand ready i do not know, but i place them firm to the earth.  a second hand is placed to steady.

leaping in

standing alone the fight surrounds me; a world consumed by corruption and hate.

converging

one prayer leaves my lips as i swing one arc to the heavens.  shadows cast their many woes upon me but vigilance is required.  in order to face these demons ill need to be patient - strike only when right. 

to find the light one must best the darkness, but alone we are not enough.  God and his men will be my salvation - and it is with them we will face these days.  for we are nothing without hope.


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