A coin toss,
the coin lays still in mid air,
a future undecided awaits those who survive.
From across the waters the enemy shows themselves to no one,
arrows that do no real harm but sting you where they strike,
fear must be overcome if we are to last through the night.
Something amiss,
cards are blank,
what are we playing with?
The wounded and the dead return to their home,
though it's unclear how they continue to stand,
victory and defeat are ours in the fight against no one.
Looking deep,
seeking answers,
who are them?
It's like I was fighting no one,
throwing spears and casting arrows,
the battle raged on but what was I firing at?
No one knows,
no one will,
no one was there,
I fought them still.
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