A lonely mind
is more dangerous
than a haunted house.

- ©Chethana

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Now men will go content with what we spoiled.
Or, discontent, boil bloody, and be spilled.
They will be swift with swiftness of the tigress. 
None will break ranks, though nations trek from progress.

- Strange Meeting, by Wilfred Owen

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For by my glee might many men have laughed,
And of my weeping something had been left,
Which must die now. I mean the truth untold
The pity of war, the pity war distilled.

- Strange Meeting, by Wilfred Owen.

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“None,” said that other, “save the undone years,
The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours,
Was my life also; I went hunting wild
After the wildest beauty in the world,
Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,
But mocks the steady running of the hour,
And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here.

- Strange Meeting,
by Wilfred Owen

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With a thousand fears that vision's face was grained;
Yet no blood reached there from the upper ground,
And no guns thumped, or down the flues made moan.
“Strange friend,” I said, “here is no cause to mourn.” 

- Strange Meeting,
by Wilfred Owen

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There's you
there's me
& there's that elusive
promise of eternity.

-©Chethana

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My love for you
resides as silent beats
in my heart, surfacing
as words, inadequate
& sparse, but sincere.

- ©Chethana

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Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared

With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,

Lifting distressful hands, as if to bless.

And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall,— 

By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.

- Strange Meeting, Wilfred Owen

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It seemed that out of battle I escaped

Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped

Through granites which titanic wars had groined.

Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,

Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.

- Strange Meeting, Wilfred Owen

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An overthinking mind
is simply
a hyperactive one,
looking to release
all the pent-up
energy
as thoughts
or words.

- Chethana

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