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War Reading - Daniel Curtis
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A day, like many prior,
trees sway, leaves fall,
dreams succumb,
to the will of the many;
the cost is but one.
Vision narrowed,
blind to truth,
in stasis, death prevails,
dreams perish, one by one.
A dream, no, a vision,
the future holds, none,
but only one, for each their own,
and together one.
A Final Thought...
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