Partizani

Surrounds of stone,
raging sun,
the hillsides ring
with songs of the past.

Mountain peaks hide
in the bright sky.

A rugged path carves
a route through the rock.

Spent cases remain,
resting between hardy trees,

echoes of the battles fought
and the blood spilled.

Surrounds of stone.
Raging sun.
The hillsides ring
with songs of the past.

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