i thought i was alone,
but then i found an army
of trained soldiers
standing behind me
holding all kinds of weapons.
and suddenly i was not scared anymore.
i picked up my sword
and kept on fighting.
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PoetryPoetry & very short stories. Some are real, some are fantasies. // #11 in Poetry (February 24th 2016) Cover by the amazing @sighstiles
