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May 2019
All of the wars I have faced
Lone as a body in its case
Opened in regret and all alone
No one to love me that's known
Even the dead cry when there's no home

As lost as a deer in a forest
Don't shed a tear when my heart is gone
Not even the weeping of a chorus
There is not a vain word on my tongue
But the green can only find words that are ****
And I may sob till it hurts my lungs
But won't ask for any restart

For this tale ends not in my power
And when it'll end, I may not come to know
So my soul will never know to cower
Yet instead it will come to eventually glow.
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