The sons were born of war
Neither really spoke of their past
Or of anything for that matter
Now was as good a time as any
They were but moons away from life
Ares had taken all
A god or father?
One to many
Both to them
Hot sands burn their tired eyes
Sleepless days turn into weeks
How far do we go
How far
How far until we die
How far

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