History held it’s place.
We’ve know their ways and habits.
Through their oh, so familiar face.
Even the things up on their shelf.
We had a connection to.
And then there is that moment yes, that rang ever true.
It shined so brightly,
Gave us a moment of pause.
The whys, the wheres, unfolded.
Revealed the very cause.
Was it that there was no more listening?
They held their own on center court?
Self-interest glared its ugly head.
Appeared as the final report.
We moved on to another position.
We are stationed at a different port.
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