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Echoes of Conscience: Wrestling with War and Love



If you dislike war, why do you fight?


In your time of leisure, do you hear my cry?


I can tell; You won’t deny,


That we are all gladiators, of an absent might,


Praising the lords that will vanish at night,


Walking straight to a shadowy light,


In your essence of love, do you really comply,


With a monster of nonsense that entraps us to die?


Confort me please, do you want me to bite,


A tomorrow of love or a fate to deny?



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