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A voice whispers in his ear of darkness
It calls him
He’s no more a saint than any man
But he sees what may be before him
And tries to change
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There’s a woman in the square
With flowers in her hair
Her sisters stand to mourn her there
Righteous Angel; conqueror of darkness
Brightest Martyr; love held in her hands
Beside them another
Bound in grief a brother
Of a star never let to shine
For a purpose of it’s own
Hero without fear
Lays at rest a husband here
A secret bared open before the grave
Love charged, a lance into the darkest heart
It called him, but could not keep
It stalled her, but could not bind
The war is not won
But the path is opened
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How many lives will these years buy
How many will they lose
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Freedom will come to Vod An
With a whisper and a shout
In memorial voices will cry out recognition of their personhood
Under the whisper of the knife they will be unshackled
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Peacekeepers will return to diplomacy
New voices will see military matters left to those more suited
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Grief weighs heavy on the new chancellor’s shoulders for friends lost
But what he can do best to honor them is to move forward to a galaxy they would
Prefer to see in their legacy
A galaxy they would want to leave their children
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But before all this
In the arms of those
Brother and sisters grieving
Is hope
In small hearts beating
A final secret
A final gift
They made the choice to keep them
Even if it was early, oh so early
(Kamino is a world
Of as many wonders
As cruelties
He cannot save them all
But)
Two souls are shepherded into a new world
He hopes he leaves it better for them
Luke and Leia
Will be raised in love
Will be raised knowing who they are
Where they come from
And will keep the legacy of their parents burning
On wings of hope