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Unfinished Poems Painted wounds on blistering skin
Reveal the triumph that may have been
His trek was long, his journey hard
The leader high could go but far
Pelted with insults, his men far from home,
The army deserted, their general was alone
So for weeks on end his march drove onward
Across sandy desert as the sun beat downward
