I am a warrior of the heart
I have meticulously prepared
I can feel the sun on my face
The field is waist high
I can feel the grass under my hand
My existence is under my eye lids
My heart is on fire
My head remembers your nuzzle
My arms feel my children at my chest
My arms feel my children at my chest
The sky suspends the residue
It's hard to breathe the smoke
I'm past striking out
My existence is under my eye lids
There is no fear
Would that there were
I go into battle with the perfect
Warrior heart
I embrace what I have lost
I know that I want nothing else
My existence is under my eye lids
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