Indifferent to this war, for who I am real fight?
For ground-water, for political elites, or to myself.
Ah, indeed, life is empty, no order, no meaning, no.
Druna heard his name mentioned
Aswatama died, died Aswatama
As Grand Master of both parties who fought
he was resigned, no matter what happens
he was teaching the truth, strategies, types of weapons
which must be used in war
but the actual practice of warfare
Another was
Aswatama died, died Aswatama
when in fact the dead elephant Hestitama
reached the ears of the already fragile, also because of the distance field of battle, mixed with dust flying,
obstruct views of his old eyes,
split his heart, his heart stopped beating
to what I’m still alive
if my dear boy dies
I die
indifferent to this war
for who I am
real fight
for ground-water
for political elites
or to myself
ah, indeed
life is empty
no order
no meaning
no
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