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Our Heroes
Marching fourth towards an abyss of nothing
sand is kicked up into their faces
Faces are emotionless looking on ahead
not even a blink is noticed
footsteps are all that's heard throughout this empty area
miles and miles of gruesome marching
they are not letting up
faces full of sweat and dirt
Flies are flying around there heads
not one is swatting them to their deaths
while watching these men marching i sense some reason
some reason of why they do this to themselves
i watch as they march by to the abyss of nothing to meet their destiny
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