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May 2019
There once was a kingdom
Towering high
Great it would stand
Strong and grand
But it was really shy
This is the first
Of three lands
But only two
Were different brands
You see the greatest
Of them all
Was the one
That was often small
The two lesser kingdoms
Fought and fought
The third kingdom join
Is what they sought
But war and anger always despair
And cause fires and damage
That never repair
So neutral the third
Did try to remain
But it seems only soldiers
Are continually slain
Why can't borders be kept
Or armies swept
Qhy can't fences be made
Yet also rode
Why can't farms grow
And bring forth yield
Because armies clash
With sword and shield
Because no yellow
Is neither green nor blue
Because no trade
Can ever reach through
For ever person and every war
Is a raid on life
On breath
On blood
But from this third kingdom
Will never come aid
For when fires burn
And when they smother
Can you ever truly gain another
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CloudedVision  21/M/Minnesota
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