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Mar 2020
Woeful of loss we bow our heads for the fighters
  who lost the battle, tears are shed for the memories
                               of those who knew them.

But alas can not say goodbye but from afar.  
                               We honour the fallen,

though we did not know them,
             we feel sorrow for all who knew them.


And hands to heart,
                              we say are sorrows


for there may be many more to come...
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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