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Dark and dankly dripping, It groans out its low bellied cry, Not heeding Stop or stare of rubbernecked Gawkers with gaping lips, ears, eyes; Thence echoes a ventriloquy of sound-- From that great yawning throat To dumb puppet mouths Of men who stand transfixed by such awful Lamentations of the Earth’s cold flesh.
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
Lamentations from a Tunnel
Dark and dankly dripping, It groans out its low bellied cry, Not heeding Stop or stare of rubbernecked Gawkers with gaping lips, ears, eyes; Thence echoes a ventriloquy of sound-- From that great yawning throat To dumb puppet mouths Of men who stand transfixed by such awful Lamentations of the Earth’s cold flesh.
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Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
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