Forgotten

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Wails of wind pass through the dead fields,

battles which cursed the lands.

Men,

bled life and soul,

none remember except for bones.

White specks which litter the uneven pastures.

Death still creeps,

as the Ravens watch.

Its mist rising, extending ghostly fingers.

Heroic deeds,

forgotten,

in the passage of time.

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