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A Generation Short

The snow around me

I cannot go on

Lord please free me

I await you in the dawn

My friends dead around me

Tired I fall down and yawn

I await you to take me

Where my fallen troops have gone
Written by ThePalestRider
Published
Author's Note
The aftermath of another day in the lives of the Lost Generation.
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