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We may slip into oblivion
Though only through the cracks of sanity Wherever a mast rises Does it not pierce the skin? Cut the roots Those bleeding vessels That wrap around the bones of noblemen No matter how deep we bury them The Knights shield becomes the weak foundation Upon which the bridge is built When it collapses into the divide Under the goose-stepping feet Will these warriors not be suffocated, By the pride of their fallen banner? |
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NICE
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Nice poem .
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As always, I appreciate the acknowledgement, y'all.
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