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The Path Becomes Slower (WW1 100 years)
The path becomes slower…
The orders become louder
The constant din of shattering shells
Like pots and pans being washed and put away by you
My Mind becomes slower…
The generals clearly don’t know what to do
I take a bullet carefully from my friend’s arm, as if I’m holding you
My sleep has become numb…
The path to the other side has become shorter
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Monday 3rd December 2018 8:34 pm
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