morale
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There is a forest
A dim forest full of dusky trees and damp moss
Tiny critters that scuttle about
Weaving in between the roots of dying oaks and already dead birches
Did a good heart get you far
As simple as it seems
Did a good mom get you sharp
As simple as her seams
Did a good heart feed your soul
Or did it starve you to death
For country and glory,
It's the same old story.
Fighting for a just cause.
Into the trench,
Shooting British and French.
Artillery serves as applause.
