A.J. Enigma Poems

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The Young Soldier

Though lying in the grip of pain, the young soldier was not yet slain.

He did not scream, nor shriek or wail despite the blood which stained his mail. His palm was red, he clutched his wound, slowly fading from this afternoon.
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2.
In Darkness As In Light

3.
I'M Always Here

Breathe in, breathe out.

I’m always here.
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