Through bluebell woods,
forests of evergreen.
Butterfly flowerbeds,
dragonfly riverbank
and beautiful meadow scenes.
Carry me home.
My vision is gone.
Wounds won't hold on
much longer, blood longs
to serve the ground
where it belongs,
and the ground
does hunger on.
Across verdant hills,
down gravel paths.
Through lush landscapes,
rose bush escapes.
Silent serenades
to the still life.
Carry me home.
My limbs, weak.
I've lost more than won.
It'll be fun they said,
we will even give you a gun.
I was a rambling man,
now time just ambles on,
and my body feeds
the soulful soil of the earth,
in this hole
where they left me, covered in dirt.
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