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Skeletal fingers embrace the world
they don't reach the north?
crying in the rain
Faceless wraiths carrying in their arms
newborn children destined for the same
Will it really be a war
if we dont measure up first?
Every well in the nation
has run dry to every marrow
Corpses lie in the dust
and men with naught but themselves in their wake
drive drive away
 cursed is the man who thinks not for himself
The evolution of war,
does it end?
Or as evolution does
continue on and on
Until there is no one left
to evolve
And if the is no end of time
it will continue down the wide wide path


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