soldiers
armed
heavy armor plates
large holes
for eyes
clanking by weight
by dint
of heaviness
yet moving slow
yet
hefty their every blow
soldiers
our soldiers of the Earth
the
sun is blinding
the sweat excruciating
yet
fight, fight on!
The Muse is on your
side and
Minerva.
soldiers
armed
heavy armor plates
large holes
for eyes
clanking by weight
by dint
of heaviness
yet moving slow
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