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As you feared, the stairs turn to slopes as you climb towards your hopes.
Life, a mess of what is real? What is right? Pounding footsteps of the questions you hear at night,
An army ready to fight
Outnumbered a thousand to one, and its only just begun.
How can you win? You try to search within but the more you ask the more that you don't know - ever the army grows.
So how can you win? Defeat, just hours, minutes, seconds away at most - where, where is the one who never let the army this close?
