A force, what it seemed.. It felt as if sleep deprivation consumed me, the weight within my eyelids, everything was all so exhausting. That heaviness laid upon not only my eyes but my future. My present, as well. A frequent spark of harsh anxiety filling my nerves, wasn't it always like this. To the first day of my stem, expanding, growing. Contacting the little bits of what life appeared to be.
How could I get into such a position, I've asked this question too many times as I've embodied the feeling of blood, sweat, and tears. Still, I seem to cry at night. This path I've took, forced, I may replace. My dream has never once come true, but I've come too far to quit in this assemble.
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"Assigned to a force task.."
Gear from head to toe, standing near 6,4 feet. With a crew of masculinity, they feared him. Out of all, they fear a man of a larger sculpture. His gaze stood out among the features that precise his out look. Intimidation was his definition. A mask shaped and detailed performed to be a skull, observing as best as one could, even from a distant the left off cracks of war was visible to one. History written all over it, all over him. Even I, became afraid to catch such eye contact with the man. So I lowered, my driven energy was now devoured by his cold presence. He ate it completely..
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