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In times of war
What is friendship
What is love
What is family
All lying underneath
The earth we walk on.

The war is like a sword
Does not always see
Who is friend or foe.
But after it ended
Nothing remains
But river of blood, tears
And wall of corpses.
Some fight for honour
And pride.
Some others fight for
Their country and others
Profiteering from Everyone's misery.

One warrior was sold
When she was a child
Unwanted by her father
Choosing a daughter
Over another,
Indeed he sold her to
Be a soldier to the
Frontier so she can die
And to be forsaken.

Growing up while
Fighting to survive
One for being a woman
Among men
And other to survive
During the war
And return back home
To claim what unjustly
She had lost.
Tears strolling down
In the rain she found
A dead man with Guqin
On his back
And gourd of wine
Tightly clutched in
His hand.

She drank some wine
And after taking in
Some more, she felt
Warmth that she never
Felt in her lifetime.
She pulled the Guqin out
From the silky bag
And gently touched
The strings and it was
Cold to the touch.
It was Jade Guqin
With her ruined fingers
She let go all
All of her sorrows
Tears and lost forever
In playing a melody
That she herself didn't
Know that she was
Playing.

Raining thundering
Jade wine and tears
Hear my heart out
All my deepest sorrow
And grievances
That I suffered for
Being just me.
Beaten by my superiors
Beaten by my platoon
No one listens when I
Warned them how to
Evade tragic unessecary
Losses but due to my
Gender I do not even
Have dignity left in me.

Lost faith having a family
Lost faith having a home
No one to trust
No one cares to listen
To whom shall I sing
Tonight And on
Rainy bloody nights?

A faint sound of flute
Coming from a distance
Accompaning the strings
Gentle yet not sorrowful
Like a moon
Yet cold reaching
This lonely battered
Soul of mine and it
Comes from the
Enemy lines yet offers
Some comfort that in
My own country I never
Felt but hate and disgust
Towards me.

We played together
Only on rainy nights
With the scent of the
Blood and earth
Blending together
Drinking Jade Wine
From the gourd of
The dead men
Playing Guqin with
Our hearts out.
From Enemies
During the days
Bossom buddies
During rainy nights
We indeed either
Are ill fated or
Well fated.
Yet we fought against
All odds and
Became one.