I want to sleep. I should sleep. I'm afraid to sleep. Like a knight of old, I stand ready. If I sleep, the thing we all fear will happen. I alone hold the power to keep death away. Somehow, I must fix this. I must stop death from coming and turn back time. I can do this. I must do this or the world as we know it will end. I will find a way. Nothing can stop me. No one will stand in my way. I will risk everything to save us. No price is too great when the future hangs swaying, mere inches from falling. This is my story and this is your story. I will find the happy ending or die trying.
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Thursday, March 8, 2012
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I know the true subject of this post, but it seems like a great super hero monolog (its late and the polished things my mind says aren't flowing it coming together).
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