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Old Men's Tears
Old Men’s Tears
With hearts as heavy as thunder clouds
What once were torrents
Are now just trickles
Reflecting our futures
In the silver shimmer of our past
And they come
In stumbling honour
And their humility
Denies them as heroes
For the heroes were left behind
In voices cracked with age
They tell their tales
Of simple duty
In the face of...
Friday 7th June 2019 12:37 am
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