Don't let me down
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This is it. This is what I have been waiting for, since I lost everyone. So why am I having all these second thoughts? Well, maybe I know the answer already. There's no turning back when I enter. Because they are Peaky fucking Blinders. I can't mess this up,I can't let them down. Only If I wanted to be killed. And I don't. I want to live. I promised myself and my brother that I'm going to live a life full of tension. So when a flu or a war or a gangster comes, I'll look back and say that I've lived.
I took a deep breath and entered into the Garrisons.
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