Peace

Twitter Writing Prompt VSS365 and GrimList 2020

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I hung the lantern high.
We could not relax our guard.
We had our shovels in hand.
Salt, gas, matches.
He not come back as a ghost.
The hate in the soul would corrupt a world.
We watched the fire
Our souls found peace.
All they found was a lantern & ash.

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