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swinging sword crashes hard again,
blocking the impact but still feeling pain,
the battle rages on but each side keeps strong,
when in the middle of it all something doesn't belong,
a little girl stands in the center of this fight,
as each side begins to not feel it is right,
her seeing the death and pain with spurting blood,
seeing her with eyes crying a river of cheeks flood,
innocent mind now broken by the hate of them all,
seeing the brave men suddenly fall,
stopping the battle as she drops to her knees,
only hearing the wind pass through the trees,
a sword drops to the ground of the field,
along with the heavy golden shield,
the men remaining all kneel with her too,
understanding the pain they thought they knew,
they destroy each other but really their own,
as it took the mind of an innocent for them to be shown.