The day has been put to the side. Light is scarce as darkness creeps across the matted path. Listless gawpers form a circle around the once condemned. In amongst the mocking grins a man will rise and fall again. Full of heart and courage but carrying only childish things. Other so called men were at once felled and did bleed atop garish green meadows. Their sleeping only beckoned early death.

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