We keep travelling there,
But always come back here,
We are never welcome,
Yet, again we come,
We fight and loose,
Return with a low fuse,
We settled on a treaty,
We still had to flee.
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Yeah, I know it's very short, but it's got a lot of historical meaning. Who can guess what historical events I am vaguely referring too in this poem? Leave a comment with your answer.
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The Inner Emotions of an Amateur.
PoetryJust a collection of poems that I wrote to show my feelings and those of the people around me. Nothing major, but still check it out and tell me what you think.
