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Jan 2019
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Gaunt  trees in skeleton  reach down
their shadowed fingers crawl and grasp
forgotten stones and empty urns.

Where centuries of pain lie trapped
and empty hands reach out
for earthly title dispossessed

Primeval fear and piercing wail
the earthless fate of those beneath
denied the arches of the sky.
Written by
Michael Edwards
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   TSPoetry
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