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The Wall

 

Tears form on her face,

in the shadows of the night;

Darkness hides her shame,

Sorrows hidden from the light.

 

Tens of thousands of names rest here--

their fate is etched in stone.

While, Oh, so many more

are waiting to come home.

 

Most will have their names placed here;

but, surely not them all.

The rest will come and weep

as they gaze upon The Wall.

 

While their sorrows fall upon the ground,

she will collect those eternal tears;

and place them with the others

she has gathered over the years.

 

In the shadows of the night

after darkness has closed in,

she will shed those eternal tears--

Remembering once again...

 

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