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The happy march

Recollections of you

rotted flesh flashed

smirked smoke

no mirrors amplify

pyre rise high

a match

ready to strike

trumpets gallantly play

naked through the street

live in guttural

flee the walking man

humbled by

a single flame

ash spread

acrid burn

primed for war paint

blackened walls

waged a slave

plagued inert.

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Published: Sep 7, 2015
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Tags: #happy

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