Flesh is weak
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Flesh is weak I have always known that. Logic metal and steel are strength. They are right in how you must embrace the strength and certainty of steel. I need that more than ever. Because I'm now in a world that is out of my league. I have new enemies that hate me and who I am. I am stuck here in a place that isn't hope. Forever now till whatever end. Sort of self-insert Big AU
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