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Swann
Poems
Aug 2015
Dried
We burned it at last.
You looked ready to ****.
My heart anxious to bleed.
Our souls shared till this end.
She died, and you moan her.
We slowly dried unaware.
Our leaves turned to thin air.
As her flower now lashes,
new painted old landscapes.
Our forest to ashes.
No life, no right, nothing left.
Go now, as cruel time wonβt wait.
Drown now, grow now and dieβ¦
All over again.
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