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The harvest of death






Body parts tied up
in bundles

at the golden field

Woodpeckers
knocking on trees

no one nearby
Horses neigh

Echoes of
galloping
hooves

Silence
¤




















 





Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-11-17 at 21:30

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