A/N: This poem can be about any of the Command Trine and it could be in any Autobot's POV.
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Snow Angel
Once you were the envy of us,
You flew with such grace we could only imagine.
Once you were fierce,
You ruled the skies and had us all flee in terror.
Once you were strong,
You took on some of our toughest.
Now as the snow covers your grayed chassis,
You are only a snow angel on the battlefield.
A/N: Seriously, I must stop killing Seekers.
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