Under Oath to the Gleaming Orange Sky.

As I’m sitting here amidst the great winds of west texas, I look out to burnt orange sky. The peace and calmness within mixing with the irony of a chaotic reality. I sit here by myself, thinking about the battles being fought under the name of honor. Under the name, by which we gain our dignity. I sit here, searching what passion lies within myself. Wondering what lurks in the future. If only I could catch a glimpse of what lies ahead, would it be worthwhile? Or would it cause me the pain and torture that of which is anxiety? As I sit here, at the setting of the sun, these thoughts race against each other, blurring my visions of reality.

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