Great warriors' tears must be different from mine
And John's and Natasha's and Walter's.
I may be sincere, solemn, keen and benign
At times. But the highest of altars
Is yet to receive what I cling to. Alas.
What is it that's holding me, brother?
The lethal things wound us, then linger and pass.
Shall we try to love one another?
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Great warriors tears...
© Copyright: Георгий Мёд, 2019
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