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Mar 2019
An army of soldiers
searching for sun
caught in the shade
of what they arrange

They build to keep safe
underneath they sway,
in the shade

This army of soldiers
searching for sun
caught in the shade
of what they’ve arranged

They build to keep safe
underneath they sway,
in the shade

Winning the game that you
play without reason

everyone loses their mind
into minutes

Passing the torch
with the skulls on our porch
success

And I sit, and think
while people yell at me
to do, something
my thoughts they cannot see
Jordan Stanley
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Jordan Stanley  21/Arkansas
(21/Arkansas)   
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