Yes, into the storm we go, marching forward into a sunny sky, but howling wind.

Marching into danger, hoping to find freedom, hoping to build a home.

Marching into danger, hoping to find freedom, hoping to not be alone.

Marching into danger, but heading away from war,
leaving certain failure, for the chance to be more.

Marching into danger, with our emotions on our sleeves, signaling our behavior, to steady our resolve.

Marching into danger, leaving the home we know,
accompanied by friends we know and other brave adventurers, whose intentions we don’t yet know.

Marching into danger, potential enemies around every corner, but friends to the left and right, hopefully watching our back.

Marching into danger, leaving the home we know, hoping for a better tomorrow and to build on what we know.

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