My page as I turn it
Catches some of the blue
Emptiness of the sky
Above its field of words
Like soldiers marching
So their black uniforms
Glisten in the sunlight
My page as I lift it
Flutters its white flag
Laying down its arms
These words my weapons
Letting the blue emptiness win
Dispersing all my armies
Into the speechless wind
To fight another day
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