I wasn’t ready.
I don’t think any of us were.
But we were there.
So we a to try.
We had to do our best.
Even if that meant it was the end.
We weren’t ready.
They hadn’t prepared us for this.
Nothing could have prepared us for this.
So we can’t be blamed that we didn’t hold out.
That we failed in our task.
Because we weren’t ready.
None of us were.
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