Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

toy soldiers

in the end, all heroes and villains
wield just as much power as
toy soldiers, we all melt at the touch
of an approaching death – at least
toy soldiers need not worry about
final breaths

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: finite

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