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Apr 2016
They gathered round the oak tree,
silently waiting, hearts pounding.
The east side wind was screaming,
for time was near.
The sacrifice of love was never to be understood,
like two birds twirling in circles.
I will be back...
...I love you

His last words echoed,
as his soul was sent into an infinite void.
Matthew 27:32-56
Written by
Ellentelligence  Italy
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