Does It Matter Who
Won
The inferno in me
Neither red nor black
The kindling
Not fading nor raging
Speechless I stand
By battles lost
Battles long
People loved
Friends gone
No farewells
No tears
Ashes warm
Trumpets will mourn
Friends gone
Damaged limbs
Trees branches
Giant roots
Is war over
Limbs under bridge
Does it matter who won
My Inferno
Will be gone
When I am gone
Today
I stand up alone
Saluting
My friends
Ashes warm
Rekindling memories
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