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We soldiers linger on dawn's edge,
knowing the sun shall rise to another day.
Hidden from sight we await our destiny,
lurking behind a rose bush of thorns.

The charge is called,
yet we do not move forward,
we are frozen by the knowledge of what will be,
the inevitable pricking of ourselves,
through future fight and the thorns that linger at minds sight.

Our cowardice leads to the day's slaughter,
our own nothingness leading to possibilities end.
The day is gone and night is upon us,
in the darkness we mourn the loss and the night leads on...

Tomorrow when dawn approaches we will do the same,
our indecision on life itself condems us to this endless battle,
waged not with people, but with life itself.