.I stand in salute to the last guns to shoot,
the dirt off the end of these ripped up boots,
tied, tight, for flight if needed,
indeed my plights been guided through the past and greeted by
the narrow path with wide angles,
we burn from the light of a solitary candle,
left on, till .
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