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Jan 2014
I need a sharp
paper-thin
note.

Stretched     taught
and dried
eyes staring.

Feathers
Dipped in red
and put to parchment.

A bird's surprise
to carry a message
a call.

A warning to flee,
now fly,
and bring the men galloping.

Escape
was a factor
A pipe dream    unfair.

To trumpet's song,
and ****** battlefields
bathed, enriched
in history.

To be told
and retold.
I just wrote. I didn't read it, didn't think about the whole. Just stanza by stanza, so it's probably pretty terrible right now. And now the title. But I don't recall what exactly I just wrote. So, I guess I will call it "Deer Death." As my own double meaning, play on words, with visualization that doesn't quite make sense. You don't have the full picture, but feel free to fill in, and color your own into my words.
Icarus M
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Icarus M  25/Earth
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   Traveler, Timothy and Hui Zhen
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