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The flames are rising through the ashes, Past cries echo from cracked old lashes, The districts are closing in on Snow, The Capitol strung high, it's spirit low, The MockingJay flying through whistling trees, The presidents bloodied and on …
Stars rolling fast, rolling past, rolling throughout the Galaxies Its Power and Awe do dwarf the solemn soldier. But he is defiance, And he still breathes. His efforts focused on the task ahead. He knows it won't be easy but knows not of ho…