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Oct 2013
They want me to go back
back to the killing fields
yet I have retired
and need not the calling

I know if they insist
I will have to go
for duty and honour
I am truly bound

Yet I feel sick to the guts
that I have to show my art
the killing way of my kind
when so good is my heart

By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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