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War is sustained. War is Full. Yet War is Hungry. Every day, war consumes. War endlessly feasts. The young, old, weak, strong, coward, brave, all harvested and eaten up by War. War never rests. Where there is Peace, war is elsewhere. War never ends. There was never peace when we came. And there will only be peace when we are gone. War dies with humanity. And we die with war. War is intertwined. God weeps at the carnage. For even he knows tragedy is sidelined by Death. The end of our rope; war has become. From sticks, to swords, to muskets, to gatling guns. From cannonballs to mortar rounds, from bows to rifles. War is sustained. War trotted. The limbed lighthouse trudged through crimson waters. Its midnight eyes glared at the equestrian city in stalemate. War galloped. Two centaurs jousted for dead territory. Humans upon horseback pleaded retreat, bracing in embrace. Our frayed city hung from a Lance. The victorious empire craned us closer for the raid. Automaton onslaught. Hysterical flesh ruptured from the Trojan Stomach. Eulogies bubbled to a sky sewn shut. Fuel flooded the streets, metal military's feast. War is sustained. Below, Hell's trials of our spilled souls; Social Reservation served damnation- Poor popularity granting no arms, no eyes. My judgement is final. O Falling Angel. About time you arrived. War ends with you.