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the march of youthful, grey-haired men

killing things to live again

to leave a footprint in the sand

spreading death by their own hand

they climb the mound and scorch the earth

their abundance leaves a trail of dearth

intoxicated, unbridled deeds

they fill the earth with fumes of greed

the tail is chased, the race is run

and of the winners, there is none

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