Every day you look at me.
Every day you… look at me!
And every day you find…
The same thing…
Nothing!
An empty shell…
Filled with fears
And misbegotten hopes,
And nightmares,
And broken fields,
Yet,
Every day…
You pick yourself up
And wipe the blood off,
And dust the bullet holes,
And…
Fight on…
Oh how
Ravishingly beautiful…
-Iliad Alexander Terra
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