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I saw
I saw
The flare of the gun
Against the setting sun
My baby's smiling face
I kept within a lonely space
My wife's hand in mine
For one final time
I saw
The blood from my chest
Sending my body to rest
The future I thought would be
Drift away to a blood red sea
The hands of Time slowly cease
Feeling a weary inner peace
I saw
...Monday 26th February 2024 12:04 pm
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