It needs but one foe to breed a war, and those who have not swords can still die upon them.

J.r.r. Tolkien
It needs but one foe to breed a war, and...
It needs but one foe to breed a war, and...
It needs but one foe to breed a war, and...
It needs but one foe to breed a war, and...
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If you have not made a decision to fight back, you will have no one to blame but yourself. You will be out of a job, and your life will be a complete mess. It is a very good idea to fight against those who are trying to destroy you even if it means fighting alone.

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