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all things you wanted,
the things you always sought.
brace yourself for a war,
get ready to get slaught.
 
the war is done with,
i declare you won.
the medals of war,
now forth are yours.

a frozen waterfall,
a ship without a mast.
a thoughtless mind,
a silver spoon bent in half.
Written by ishaanasur
Published | Edited 5th Jul 2011
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