Sunday, April 24, 2005

:: Purpose ::

O Kindred, O beautiful.

With battles waged and fluids spilt;
I mourn for you in tone.

O Treasured, O Loved.

With words you use and comforts lose -
You cannot stand alone.

O Fighting, O Lost.

With life you live; i know -

O Kindred, O Beautiful;

In service to you
...i go.

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spoken. at 5:28 PM