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Mar 2017
#24
To what end, then, will this duty be done?
The passion and skill of a tireless free will
Answers daily duties from dusk until dawn.
Wandering freely, the soul cries for life
Oh the conflicting spare moments resisting
The insatiable urge for waning and wine

To the revolution I say "fare the well"
For I, an unbiased soldier,
Could not give brood such as this any food
Or fodder to feed or console her.
I'll accept the fate of a life out-of-reach,
Never to find or accrue
Neither faith nor fame nor money, but pain;
For all I desire is truth.
Kevin Bennett
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