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Christmas Shopping

You in the yellow sun
wearing bronze on a Tuesday.
I stepped closer and touched your sword
while you tied your hair for battle.
How I envied you that moment,
a thousand drops of blood and a hundred lives
would pass through your hands before you die.

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