come on then, move a little more towards some form of unity. not for the sake of the self but for the sake of the whole. the question is: what is the whole? why does the whole matter? is the thing we love, the cage we hate?
deep thoughts, well not deep at all. ominous all the same, regardless of depth. not the sort of things for a troubled mind, for then we find a troubled cure. a bastard might wrap himself in a shroud of war to seem more appealing. though this appeal comes with the bloody toll of those who would never know much more than ignorance.
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