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Posted by Mark R. Prime on Aug 9, 2011
Grieve! Grieve! Grieve! Wail howling man’s sorrow like an infinite mist painting everything with the brush of exactness…
Grieve! Grieve! Grieve! Mourn my woeful spirit and my failing courage, weep for the dead and dying of the battle with myself!
Screech a woeful prayer and permit peace to be your god...
Mourn a misery so profound that it holds open hoodwinked eyes long enough to reflect a consent of a grave paradox- suicide by war.
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