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May 2011
The battle is not won or lost
But I am finished with it
Sword hanging limp in hand
Armour bloodied and bent
Once Galahad, now Gawain
Young yet wounded, I stand and stare
An errant knight without king or cause
I spur my horse with weapon raised
And prepare to charge again
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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