We march and fight to death or on to victory. Our might is right no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell can still our mighty song.
We Orientals find beauty not only in the thing itself but in the pattern of the shadows the light and darkness which that thing provides.
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