'In
a
long war
on many
battles and of much
blood shed and grief I am embroiled.
Friendly ghost, are you ready to
rise with the Army
of the Dead
to give
me
aid?'
When
no
reply
was made by
the once friendly ghost,
I looked and saw the image gone,
a digital signature lost
in the wide ether.
I must fight
the war
as
one.
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