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Paroles: Dispute. Everyone, Everything. Burns And Blisters.


I will carry this torch until it burns up my sleeve. I will carry my thoughts just as much as I can keep. I will push, dig and climb to find my way. I will do this every single day. As long as I keep moving forward and never look away. As much as I am destined to fail. Let's leave this dock I'm ready to sail. I have fought bullets and I have dodged swords, but this armor won't last forever, and neither will any of you. I just have to find out, go until I run out. Just one more boulder. I can't wait any longer