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War and Peace (2005)
by Nathaniel Smith
"In peace, sons bury their fathers; in war, fathers bury their sons" — Croesus
War always grows old
the dead always grow young
a wind whirls war to dust
war's steed runs to the night
The people cheer the peace
long life to the young
the horse of death lies cold
peace runs through the land
In the dark a gate lets loose
the tailwind horse of hate
long life to the leaders
who plan a good young war
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