THE TASTE OF SMOKE

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Disowning shield and armor
Leaving wives and sons
They traveled east all night
Running quietly along river banks
Royal soldiers well-concealed
Behind stone walls
They moved

At dawn’s first misty gray
The slayers reached the capital
The fortress bypassed
Their coming unreported
A city full of families
So like their own
Still sleeping
Innocent

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