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 Oct 2024 Sometimes Starr
Gavin
I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.
That was last night
when the Generals told us
everything was going to be alright

one hundred plus years
and the tears still drop
the wars don't stop

I think the Generals were fibbing.
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