Gather our arms and let’s march afar,
Sharp spears, swords, shields and all.
Flood their lands with all their blood,
Streams, rivers and all we could else.
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Where all do our lives wander?
Some chasing epic shadows of flaccid dreams
of others; bearing confections of mutiny,
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When an hour is a day,
A day is a year,
And a season is like the passing of a lifetime.
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