

PoemWhen the bullets fly, And young men die. I'll be standing there. For the General's descision to make, To move in whole divisions to their fate. I'll be standing there. When the mortar rounds fall all around, and morale is all but smashed into the ground. I'll be standing there.Poem
When you're dying, you will see me, standing there.
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Semper Athenae
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nee, kamisama boku warui koto shita kanaa?
Welcome to DA!!!
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Bretón, the Multi Element Mage.
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