March
silent by me
For
I finally sleep.
In
life,
They
made me march to music,
And
those who never wore my colors
Called
me hero.
Now,
I'm
thankful that
I
needn't hear their voices,
For
I live within a land
Of
eternal sleep,
Where
only truth lives,
So
we call each other
Only
by
Our
rightful names.
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