i look upon the horizon..
with a stern gaze..
A feeling of pain and naught..
as i witness the wake..
of my destruction..
Amidst the pandemonium..
I try not to fret..
for a fall will not decide..
the entirety of this set..
stand up and keep looking..
for in every war there is peace..
a hole to be filled with this missing piece..
never lose sight for the end is near..
and everything done would be all clear..
steady your sights and stare..
look into the future, endure and bear..
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