They took to the next level of encrypted message and used it to unilaterally multiply and masterfully massage their tied-to-the-bone souls, they witnessed damn-NEAR everything seem singular and secondary ALL IN ONE… “GO!!” That’s hindsight as it happens
They’ve even had their time-in-the-SCINTILLATED sun, won enough battles to reestablish the bUlGe!!
Been war veterans in their own youthful age of circumstantial situation- because wise minds did INFACT tend to sprint at them Faster than Quick-fire at night!
And Furiously alongside –
The darting, annihilating nature of a bloody-thirsty bullet with wings gathered graciously atop.
Yes, We DO tend to hear about Them having been… ahem, “over THERE”, yet WE WILL NEVER get to gain
That wholehearted RESPECT AND locational understanding
As They stood, as they sought.. As they RAN— bloody dripping dry and RaNdOm
from their buckled and bandage-wrapped KnEeS — against the tides of time
Awhile (desperately) enthusing themselves to self-comprehend in a MERE-EAGER MINUTE, All Of This
Upsetting sense of war-torn animosity – and it was, still IS, AN OUTRIGHT a-t-r-o-c-i-t-y
“Isn’t it, though?!” Or were they sIMPLY foot-soldiers dictated by their YOUTHFUL moods.
