Work Text:
men die face cover their faces.
May the down so that the mud can
water pour bring new life.
blood marching boots,
When wet with and packed with the mud is always the same
rain woven roots,
I wrote a singular poem. Never expect me to do this again.
(See the end of the work for notes.)
men die face cover their faces.
May the down so that the mud can
water pour bring new life.
blood marching boots,
When wet with and packed with the mud is always the same
rain woven roots,
The art:
https://at.tumblr.com/caesar1141/the-mud-is-always-the-same-whether-wet-by-blood/u7afsxao4z13
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