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26 lines
672 B
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Reflections of a burned-out tank
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Armor-piercing projectile broken into abutment Lobovyk,
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Long-barreled gun staring unblinking
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In the infinite blue of the sky ...
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Feel for a moment,
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As the fire was burning,
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As bullets and shells were bursting,
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How hands-free skin latch searched commander
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As a mechanic down, arms hugging
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And the radio operator of the "DT" trees * dotted traced,
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Even a dead gun hook gripping.
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He died at the stake once Huss and Giordano Bruno,
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Blasphemous truth of the death of his alleged ...
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The hatch opened and look at this tower
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Where empty, black ...
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Here, the same age my
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[For the great truth]
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The fire died!
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* Version of "gloomy forest"
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1947 |