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Aug 2018
Their songs warmed our hearts
but now are echoes in the wind.
As they fell for songs of war
they fought in grace as they
faced death in cold black nights.

With pride and not guns
they gave their fight
with songs and broken wings
made their stand
together in a grey path.

May the ghosts of our fallen
keep you company.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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