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Love. One word. That has so much meaning and power behind it. I mean, I’m not even sure I know the value  of it is anymore. I thought I did.
Get big Get fucking BIG There is nothing stopping you now   Stand tall Chest out Make those mother fuckers shake in fear   You're angry, yes And hurt
Sweat pours down bodies in streams, Blood is caked between the toes of feet, Of the men chosen for honor redeemed.   Swords doused in red ink, Shields reflecting the suns gleam, Cry out your call,
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