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Mark
we found this world together
cold
hard
and
unforgiven
we ran their gauntlet laughing
through the scholarship in hell
sunbrowned
musclebound
farm boys both
unsoiled
unspoiled
sons
dragged
screaming
from our soil
yet we never broke our oath
with a shrug for each scathing
and a fist for the pompous
we played their rich boy mind games
and we trashed their school and won
but your own fight
was no away game
so you took your life
with his gun
I carved your name in gritstone
high on the Windgather
where only Ravens read it
