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Shadows never
surrender,
to the darkness
and fury
of the storm.
Emboldened,
they stand firm,
as the thrashing
rains and wind
soon weary
of the battle
Daylight tears
through skys
of the
weakening gale
spilling on to
the battered,
exhausted terra firma
Revealing the
weary,
valiant
heroes.
Soldiers.
Veterans.
by
Tim Labbe
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