Even after death, the self is contained
in a sheath of armor
A plastic rose defies decay
above an empty womb
Preservation of the outer
causes sterility of the inner
Yet we stand in reverence
of the the battle. The hero
who offers life
and takes life in valor
who said, “I have won this war”
for you
The sword powerful only
by the hands
now broken
to reveal the heart
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The Light Behind the Story 
The last few lines say it all, Alethea xx
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Beautiful, Alethea.
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Thank you ❤
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Splendid poem Alethea.
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Thank you, Helene. I’m so glad you enjoyed it. ❤
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Powerful, indeed.
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Thank you.
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