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Darkest Light
The Lost Battalion, we strayed from the fight.
Marched right into a nightmare, swallowed by the night.
Enemy lines shiftin', comms are on the fritz,
That dark light pulsatin', beckoning us to the abyss.
Men are whisperin', morale on the brink,
Fear's a cold sweat, rations wearin' thin,
But that beacon's pullin', a moth to a flame lost within.
We push through the shadows, towards the glow unseen,
Hope and dread tangled, a twisted, morbid sheen.
The closer we get, the more it twists and bends,
This beacon of darkness, where the strangest story ends.

© rossdops

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