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Aftermathby Nicholas John StreetMist hangs on the frozen earth Like smoke from a great battle Recently fought, guns silenced The sun rises anew In immense fiery splendour Echoes of a distant violence Fade to underlying peace And as the world turns to day Gentle warmth touches my face Long forgotten...a soft caress In this brutal season of war Tightly clutched shield Falls to the earth with my tears As the bringer of justice that burns Warms this beaten soldier with tender mercy |
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