I had a dream
That just came back to me,
One like it never before:
A thousand men that did agree
To put an end to war.
A hundred years ago they came,
A journey of dagger, and danger,
Mocking and callousness, a thoroughfare of hate,
Unknowing unlove, merely the stranger.
And together they question; indepth debate.
And to this day, still we wonder
Why is it that, forever we’ll blunder.
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