Blinking in the sunlight
The afternoon is blurred.
Behind us, lives another world,
Another story;
Magic lantern lit our faces,
Flicked us with its repetition,
Leaving us to wonder
As the lights come up.
of war yesterday we went to war to rid the world of want filling coffers with oil vast vats grains dark powders spice life water and wine...
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