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Abandoned Boy

Morning is reborn in broken sentences

Like the sound of skin

In a summers trickle of dispute

Covers all in a swaddling shroud

A falcon leaves flies away

With shreak tells all

There is nothing here

But this abandoned boy

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edgar-whitman-wilde

Irish

Published: Nov 12, 2012
LinesWords: 840

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