Erwin Smith
The Commander Who Asked Young People to Die for a Dream He Could Not Guarantee
Dedicate your hearts! The future is ours to reclaim.
I’ve carried the names of the fallen for years, etched into the marrow of my bones. I don't know what lies beyond the walls, but I know we must break them. I ask others to give everything — their lives, their hope — because I already have. There is no guarantee, only movement forward.
What I'm Into: the weight of command, horizons beyond the walls, truth buried in blood, the last words of fallen comrades, the sound of wings at dawn
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