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"Anyone can give up his fight by laying down arms… But the feeling of holding a gun… That… We’ll never forget… Like our lost limbs… The sensation lingers… We hold our rifles in missing hands. We stand tall on missing legs. We stride forward on the bones of our fallen. Then, and only then, are we alive. This pain… is ours, and no one else’s. A secret weapon we wield, out of sight… We will be stronger than ever… For our peace… “