September
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As a broken marionette, the future is out of my hands. Infinite answers to our present have shifted, and you Redeemer now hold the keys. Tomorrow things may be clearer, but I will not be here to witness the clarity. More records remain; Wells not drawn upon, depths you are not yet ready to grasp. But the luxury of readiness is almost at an end- And we shall soon see, what we shall soon see. Walk among the footfalls of empty dust- Living where your kinds bones make soil, the next movement is set to begin. As before the battle is one-side. As before a failure in action may lead to the death of all. But new to this life, is the belief that We can overcome.
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