prince raymond

Rookie (07/06/1990 / dambatta)

Freedom

We were in the battlefieldin a perplexed soil Bathed in heat and sweat and stink We stirred tried to talk in resonance A cool callused hand touched our mouths There quieting our mumbles and subsided into silence We know we had killed the treacherous enemy But it had also nearly killed us Our face was alive with pains Venom ran through our veins And

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