“They all grow up, the youths that are going to live in this era. Go forward, youths. Like a wind on a field. Your burning blood, sweat, and tears... are as beautiful as a parasol. Show no fear, youths.”
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“They all grow up, the youths that are going to live in this era. Go forward, youths. Like a wind on a field. Your burning blood, sweat, and tears... are as beautiful as a parasol. Show no fear, youths.”