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Soldier
The fallen soldier
Alone
Wrapped in green
And bullet holes
Like godly eyes
Or stars
The world is ending
For him
The trees
Stab into the sky
And he wonders
About love
In the end
How much did it matter
He wondered at
His own
Does she weep
Or laugh
Or dance
Or stand or live
He doesn't know
And even if he did
He would die
An empty man
Alone
All the same
