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The world you want to live in

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戦奏教室 (The Bugle Call) by Higoro Tomori

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Everyone call Orge stupid and it true! Orgre barely even Literate!

Ogre finally binges The Bugle Call but can only identify surface level themes like "The Search for Personal Fulfillment" and "What it means To Live For One's Self" and can't comprehend deeper ideas like "Dehumanization through society's lense as cannon fodder for higher ups" that makes Mozuku Sora's story a complete banger!

Ogre some dumb,it make Ogre sad!

At this rate, Ogre will never be able to understand how the cycle of violence and false destinies tie into Lucas and the Main Cast!

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There came a wind like a bugle

There came a wind like a bugle; It quivered through the grass, And a green chill upon the heat So ominous did pass We barred the windows and the doors As from an emerald ghost; The doom’s electric moccasin That very instant passed. On a strange mob of panting trees, And fences fled away, And rivers where the houses ran Those looked that lived—that Day— The bell within the steeple wild The flying tidings whirled. How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the world! by Emily Dickinson

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