warped and wounded
our threads woven
through battlevests’
loathsome comfort
we perch and await
next volley
silent rally cries
fall behind solid walls
I knew you
from your pain
before I ever knew
your face
we watch
learning our breath
feeling absence of time
cherish a rest
The Word Rummager 
Not very “peaceful” at all but I’m glad there was still human sympathy despite the fighting. =)
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