Farcastles

!attack south 
You greedily believed these thoughts
For a second and a quarter, until
You yourself measured out their length
With the length of a company whistle.
When the short sound died away,
At that elusive moment
With a heavy gait
You ran straight through the snow.
Only the force of the wind remained,
And a heavy step through virgin soil,
And those last thirty meters,
Where life and death are on a par!

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