.And so it was planned that morning.
An armed attack, units forging.
"Cannons, fire at will and halt escape. We'll help them if we can, prisoners of circumstance."
A few arrived - weak, torn, tongue tied.
They told of eyes desperate and blind.
" Please now send troops. They're dying in.
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