|From Colour Contrast Continuity|
The brave hold their heads up to light,
Despite the bitter wind that blows,
For only tomorrow knows,
What beauty will survive the fight.
The brave stand firm on shaky ground,
Despite the bitter blows that fall,
For only deeds done today stall,
Greed’s desire for everything found.
The brave died where they fell and lie,
To mark the place for us to see,
The sacrifice made silently,
While bitter winds around them cry.
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