Questions

When my enemy’s gone whose friend will I be?
Will I be lonely the on day I’m set free?
When the battle is done just what did we gain?
Will it be worth it in the end – all of that pain?
When will there be peace if all soon will be lost?
Will it all be worth it when we tally the cost?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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