Absence

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Visions of the night

POETRYSOUP - 29 November 2016, 14:06
Last night I saw a vision Anna Tate 3 followersFOLLOW

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The death of our people

I stand upon a barren ground

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Silent cries can...

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On wars barren land that I...

On barren land

As i now stand upin barren land
Where sins were in war permitted
...

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