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These academies packed full ready to kill for the throne...in drone...
gouging at any voice of fist raised to piercing...state stands...in death of the defense...the resistance falls in flock...for your ideal...power feeds...
brokering the means of survival and liberty...when the soot falls down from the sky and hope breaks lose...are you numbed by the blade being pointed at you?
