Retired to a place where men die
old and comfortable by their favored brand of cigarettes,
burned themselves down and down into heroic coals 

down and down , the flags of the fathers
ashes reigning benevolence over sons in memoriam 
a tired, doomed sphere in the middle of nowhere,
dandered with bones and renamed home.
It's all just a place with a hearth for hearts
where these earned embe...

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