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To Live Another DayAt the touch of my fingers I send my heart to herTarget the sweetness that lay insideEscapist arrows flung toward a goal of hopeMy senses are keen yet my aim faltersStones thrown in my head obscure my thoughtsTis' a battle of dim wits I fightCharging to the front lines with my quiver of feathersAttack Attack Assaulting the foe again and againHer cover so dense airy plumes fall harmlesslyAnd then the weight sets upon her defeatedThe taste of victory bitter to my lipsTriage to the rescue of my maidenAt battles end a bloodless field surrounds themDaybreak brings hues of hope both victors proudThis war of love shall not cease©rad063008
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