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Marine (Iamhere.)
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Most Recent Peace is for sale but no one's buying.
(You're all alone.)
And you...
You who have moved mountains:
Move me.
Marine -
I fear for you.
Stoop down and you'll get stepped on.
Stand tall and you'll get shot at.
Those forests you once knew have
collapsed into deserts around you.
They breathe in restless secrets of home.
Bullets in your chest;
a knife in your back.
And yet you battle on
until their hearts are still
and then battle some more;
calloused fists forced towards
the sky.
Do not give up,
Marine.
I am here.
The willow dies but roots will never leave.
I am here.
