T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova
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the wolf at night still howls to him
a soldier's death is quick to dim,
what's left behind in shadow weighed
a breath to soul entwined with jade,
one heart is split so one may beat
a pool of blood not quite so neat,
he lies upon the logs to fire
his path they do always enquire.
`twas not the medals in a drawer
or uniforms once worn in war,
a will of steel, mind razor sharp
the ring of calm that left its mark.
he did not talk the talk some spew
but led with honour that shone true.
a sonnet
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