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older work What once was a town is now a battlefield.
Littered with bodies and their shields.
I look around but all I see are orphans sleeping and widows weeping.
And I think this isn't right these kids are my friends.
This town use to be happy with minstrels singing, is this the end?
I dropped to my knees and sat and prayed.
Oh please god don't let it end this way.
