Shed that veil from velvet eyes; Observe the the eagle and how it flies. Study the patterns that you see; Know those secrets which reveal me. Appointed by the will of men, I hold the power of fist and pen. Privileged to an open stage, I bleed Our will onto this page. Until stillness has quieted the mound And the flags of our foe decorate the ground, Will our persistent attacks cease; Only then will I grant peace. by Garret […]

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