FPS

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YOU'RE OK.  NOW.

I am these borderlands.

Obsolete and barren,

Vacant.

Lands of lawless suspicion.

Free lands 

Of kings and bandits alike.

Equalizer of title and station

One who by proximity embraces change.

No rule governs

The wind.

None tell the dunes where to face.

Unmatched elemental wilderness creates

New option

For the proletariat.

I will take back my power.

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