To whom it may concern,
IF it concerns you anymore. I've come to terms with closing this worn and battered door. I no longer wish to bicker, or be treated as one forlorne. So, with all due respect. I now take my leave. And venture on with the next step. I've found better prospects, and a better kind of war. It's easier to confuse an army, than a commander with a drawn sword. For every thrust I've parried, and cannon ball I've dodge. I've become so tired and weary. So now I take my leave and walk out your front door. Thank for all you've taught me, now i face the world.