Together, as always, we decided to depart when invitations faltered to Dinner, Theatre or Cocktail - yet another white feather appeared in our mail. The music of poetry and the wonder of Art and discussions in skilful, joyful conversations could not protect us from the raging of Nations. And our love for each other would last forever while vulgar ungraceful life flew from us on dark wings. Old companion, when we were young and in our prime and the world's affairs meant little to us, as did time, we were unconquerable as we stood together bonded by our love of words and beautiful things. I am the unknown soldier, a dry collection of old bones. They do not know who I am - nor know my name.
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