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..and the battle reaches its peak, not when the swords cut within deathly inches, or the rain of arrows pour down. it is when a lull grips your heart and for the critical moment, you stop fighting. sometimes you don't lose because the opponent is stronger. sometimes you lose because you just think you've won, hands down, earned your right, deserved your keep. you forgot to keep your head held high, you stopped looking for the light.

the clock strikes 11, and i know i don't have much time left.
rest, just a little.
watch over me,
i will rise to march once more.
this last one,
for now.