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Ares
A Poem by
Crow
The silence...it is the deep breath before the plunge.
And in the far off distance,
I hear the drums of war.
I heed their call,
I honor the oath I swore.
© 2020 Crow
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Added on January 7, 2020
Last Updated on January 7, 2020
Author
Crow
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Within the darkest hearts. Within the most twisted minds. Within the most frayed souls. Emerges the greatest of tales.
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