Nothing.
Everywhere, nothing.
Everything, silent.
Then the voices.
Voices of his victims.
Accusing, threatening, dying.
A self-enforced prison of guilt.
These are the dreams of a 'Perfect Soldier'.

Nothing.
Everywhere, nothing.
Everything, silent.
Then the voices.
Voices of his victims.
Accusing, threatening, dying.
A self-enforced prison of guilt.
These are the dreams of a 'Perfect Soldier'.
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