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Fight to Time

By TJ Barney, Assistant EIC/ Web Master

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The blades cross like an erupting volcanoe
Sparks fly from clashing steel.
He looks down upon his chest
To see the reflection of life.
A story to tell, a soul so young
For the past is set forth.
On his knee but eye to eye
Now they both wonder why.
Ask yourself, why does the past of the past
Become the past of the future, creating the present?
One is dead though one will live
And the living’s present is now his past to see his future.
The dead is stuck within his past, present, future
For now the double edged sword can sleep?

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