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I think we’re all just ghosts haunting our own lives, searching for a doorway that was never there. We keep dragging the past behind us like a heavy chain, wondering why we can't run faster. Maybe we should just stop and see where the silence takes us.

Listen closely. Your darkest moments aren't your weakness; they're your strength in waiting. When the world sees your smile, but your soul carries pain, remember: this is where warriors are born. Every tear, every doubt, is forging your legacy.

Dear Mom, we're holed up in an old church now. The bells still ring every hour, though nobody's touched them in weeks. Anderson got hit yesterday - he'll make it, but they're sending him home. The nights are the worst. The waiting. Always the waiting.

I remember the night I controlled the territory. People feared me, but the demons were always watching. The gang members said I had special powers. But everything changed when the police surrounded our hideout that dark morning.

These streets ain't nothing but concrete graves, mother fuckers playing both sides like double agents. Money talk loud but death whisper louder, feel me? Real soldiers know the game, we riding through this war zone, copper to copper, straight survival.

I've heard stories about what you're capable of when the blood starts to boil. It would be a real shame if we couldn't find a way to settle this like civilized men. So tell me, are you going to listen, or do I have to make you?

I've watched them tear through our defense lines, ripping tanks apart like paper, some claim it's just advanced weaponry, but if you ask me, I've seen things that defy explanation, moving through the smoke, taking our units apart piece by piece.

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