After the barrage comes the sweep: debris sorted, names listed. Spokespeople: it had to be; the choir: no alternative. Maps redrawn, medals polished, treaties signed. “Never again” above shelves already stacked with helmets. When the guns fall silent, forgetting begins: ruins and scars remain, questions erased. We repeat; war stays; only the phrases change.

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