The brothers and sons, friends and fathers fell before the flame and force and ashes and all the failures of our times.
And the guns and knives and weapons of war went one by one into ignominy and thence on into dust. It was more than we could've hoped for. It was all we ever dreamed. It was all we should've been and never were and I'll speak no more of it.
And the guns and knives and weapons of war went one by one into ignominy and thence on into dust. It was more than we could've hoped for. It was all we ever dreamed. It was all we should've been and never were and I'll speak no more of it.
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