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Dec 2013
To my last breath I whisper her name
as I bleed to death on this battlefield
with eyes closed I think of her
and know my life was not in vain

Oh mother in heaven
know your son comes soon
for Christmas has no meaning
no meaning without such heart as you

I regret I do not die here
for you know I died long ago
and the shadow I call me
is just that a shadow

But that is between you and me
and as I rise with the scars of battle
you know my secret number
codes I have embossed in writes

Still your child
even though I am aged beyond
only now you know my name
and mother you know my number

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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