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Apr 2016
there wasn't anything left of us
I look around the field
my friends
what used to be
dying
I can't sacrifice myself
for memories
that isn't brave
there is no glory
but there is hope between
us and the next
life
I bow my head
and raise my sword
it is time to leave this
what once was
my friends, my enemies
you sleep in peace,
love
Maddy Van Buren
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Maddy Van Buren
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