Seasons At Arms

Athis is a poem I made up about seasons in conflict.i hope you enjoy😄!!

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3. Seasons At Arms

But fear not for hope is found,

When you hear a distant sound,

A chorus of peace in this icy war,

Calls out by law,

For the message should be sent out to all,

Listen to its call, 'Hark!',

We're halfway out of the dark.

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