WHILE ALL IT MAY HAVE BEEN
While all it may have been is over now, the world
will still go on - vast and deep, the pockets of
missing things, but no mention will be made. Things
fade, and drift away. Like celebrating a war from a
very long time ago, no one really understands the issue
anymore. Why fight, but we fight. Why celebrate, then,
that which we do not know : bent-elbow, crooked old
men, saluting the fearsome flag of their soil. They say.
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Here, here the riverboat leans in the water, and
someone else is drifting away. While all it may
have been is over, the world itself will stay.
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