My fellow soldiers of the word-
Why do you weep?
Here, at the end of all things,
Through soot and smoke,
Amid the carcass of a dying world.
Do you not see?
That we stood together,
And fought at all.
That alone,
was victory.
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Simplicity elevates the language so nicely here, thank you.
So true. Just to fight would be a victory. Beautiful.