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He fought like those Who've nought to lose
Bestowed Himself to Balls
As One who for a further Life
Had not a further Use
Invited Death—with bold attempt
But Death was Coy of Him
As Other Men, were Coy of Death
To Him—to live—was Doom
His Comrades, shifted like the Flakes
When Gusts reverse the Snow
But He—was left alive Because
Of Greediness to die
He fought like those Who've nought to lose
Bestowed Himself to Balls
As One who for a further Life
Had not a further Use
Invited Death—with bold attempt
But Death was Coy of Him
As Other Men, were Coy of Death
To Him—to live—was Doom
His Comrades, shifted like the Flakes
When Gusts reverse the Snow
But He—was left alive Because
Of Greediness to die
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