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Pensacola, Florida, United States
The fight goes on, continues to take lives.
The lives of our soldiers, our brothers.
We must honor those who died.
Death of an inconvenience but now.
Nothing more.
We all, dead men walking.
My motto ...
We cheated death this triumph of the righteous. Can anyone beat us. We are glad to plunge feet first into Annwn in the knowledge that we will rise.
And my army of brothers went over the hilltops, drenched in blood we may be ... but fighting is all left to me ... along with my army of brothers ... down we ... darkness falls all. .. through hell!