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ENTER SIMPSON:

I come here upon grounds here, a man

Of little hope, little land;

I come upon lands here a soldier

No better than common brawler

Rank mattered not, nay status matters naught

For all of us trained to kill, as masters of life and death

Though all that mastery, none stands for ourselves.



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