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Ponderous Marches

 

   'Tis often when he walks around camp alone and quiet. Many may have seen him but rarely tend to disturb him. His thoughts dwell upon many things, he asks himself many questions, though not all he can answer for himself, nor does he think that anyone else could ever answer them. Quietly he walks on, his gaze firmly upon the ground, unmoving to any movement or any sound.

 

   The question which occurs most to himself, the one he can never disregard shall always be....

 

"Am I doing the right thing?"