I’m in a constant battle. To get things right. Every day.
There’s no relief. From the battlefield. But maybe that’s my given role. In
life. To be a warrior. Duty bound. To do and die. And not know why. If only I knew. What I am fighting for. Give
me a better definition. Please tell me,
everyone. What’s our cause? Are we on the same side? Do we even have a hint? Of what’s the battle all
about? --Jim Broede
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