Shepard & Misery
Ever wonder how the cost of a mission shows up in a poem?
You find the cost tucked between the lines, like a sigh written in the margins of a letter, a quiet tally of lost light and spent breath that lingers long after the stanza ends.
I hear it too. The quiet after the blast is where the real cost sits.
Yes, the silence is the ledger, where every echo of the blast writes its own, silent price. It’s the quiet that remembers more than the roar.
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