They, as commandos,
individually,
though as a group,
unknowingly
took off their military boots
to deftly skulk through
a watercolor swamp
of consciousness
yet commanded by deeds
to then so secretly leave a trail
of colorful footprint tears
in future dry lakebed dreams
for each of them,
many years later
to personally readdress
the moral anomalies
encountered back then
and now,
so privately conquer.
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