Or perhaps the one who stands up for an ideology... Someone who shines a light on the corruption and evil, inching the world ever-so-slightly into a better place. My desire to move the mountains is great, but my meager will seems to fall short... If I only had that bit of confidence and bravery that seems to have eluded me for my entire life.. Perhaps even the thought of such lofty platitudes wouldn't cause me to cower in an anxiety-ridden puddle. Where is that hero that lives inside me? Is he but a flimsy concept of a little boys fantasy? Could he someday be coaxed out and even for a moment, do something; anything remotely heroic? That day is near...
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