Saturday, September 11, 2010

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I am not cosmopolitan
I have moved into the ethereal
I exist there rather than here
I live in the aerodynamic
We are a community
The ebb and flow
Devinne our direction

My time here has been very hard
I have lived as a warrior
I have felt the knife cut my chest
I know how to dress an artillery wound
I have survived a prisoner of war camp
I know what it means
To loose everything

In the end I am lost
I don't feel apart of anything
I know what it is to loose my wife and children
I know what it is
To look forward to no more
My veins are full of bile
My heart is dripping blood

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