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The Red Battle

Together we stood, as if one, our thoughts in unison, there were others among us, they were but shadows, when we moved, we did so together, our charge- our defeat, we died together that day, as one, our bodies blooded and battered. And all that our lives were before an irrelevance-consigned to history, the future would not be ours, it belonged to the shadow people, when we ascended to the heavens, we did so together, our anger abated into the arms of a forgiving God. Now we are just memories, even our cause almost forgotten, our spilled blood re-enacted to fascinate or bore, many lost- shadows saved, victory was nor ours, we are now just two names on a monument-our thanks to those who remembered.

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