Nothing

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“Because there is nothing here, nothing here.”
a sullen soldier said, staggering onto the road,
His eyes, once bright, now resigned and clear.
He announced, his voice slightly more bold,

“There is nothing here to have, to hold”
And with these words grinding upon his tongue,
He understood this was a tale meant to be told.
His voice, suffocated from his heart to his lung,

Began, “We marched and marched among
King and knaves alike, and we fought and fought.
And realized that none of the things sung,
existed that we so dearly, desperately sought. “

And thus he took his faithful rifle to head
And bang, bang shot himself twice dead.





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