

Do we remember them?I saw a man who cried, I asked of him who died. The soldiers far away, So the weeping man replied. We honor them this day.Do we remember them?
Do we mourn for just our own, Or does one fallen foes bemoan? They too found themselves a grave, And no longer freely roam: They who for their country gave.
Tell me not to bow my head, And mourn just for our dead. Let me weep my tears for all, Those who followed, those who led; And write upon honor's wall, The names of all the dead.
I honor the dead,
Not in just a day, But all the time, I


Here, in the sunshineDoctor Hadrian Dazir was stressed. Extremely stressed. All around him, chaos reigned as he struggled against the tide of insanity that his life had suddenly become.Here, in the sunshine
Chaos. Pure chaos. The moments passed by and he stood still and silent, a weather-beaten boulder among the rapids of a relentless river. The seconds ticked by, until something yanked him back from the confines of his mind.
"Doctor Dazir? Doctor? Doctor Dazir!" The voice was loud, insistent, but it was the urgency that brought him back to the reality around him. He looked down at the young woman standing in front of him, dressed in the garb of a medical nu


Your Own RealityYou question the meaning of Lawyer's words, And doubt the truth of what he sees, But take not the time to consider the flight of birds, And the whispers of the trees.Your Own Reality
Question not that which you do not understand, Nor blindly accept what you know to be true, But understand that which comes from a foreign land, And doubt that which comes easily to you.
For what now is true, And what you believe to be so, Will become clear to you, Not that you'll realize though.
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***Please note that all end products I create are mine, and mine alone- in particular with literary creation.***
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***Please note that all end products I create are mine, and mine alone- in particular with literary creation.***
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