Knowing 15

The years of the struggle with me
and the sunlit years with another.
It’s still a privilege.
I’ll know I was in the trenches with you.
We might die here together
or I will get you out, whatever it takes.
If fortune smiles, we’ll walk out alive
together.
And if we part then:
still, it will have been an honour.

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