by Patrick Howse12 Dec 2016
The frosty sunset Burns a livid holeIn the crushedSilk sky.
We travel backwardsPast fields and woods Fought overIn pursuit of peace
By every generationBefore my own:We just surrenderedWithout a fight.
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