Cost
There is a cost each time we go.
Some cost we will never know.
How do we see the price?
Is it the blood soaked wood.
Is it the nails.
Is it the tears shed by a mother or the hug of a brother.
Is it the bravery of a soldier or the fear of a follower.
Does it really matter if the price is already payed?
Can we ever truly Find our way?
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