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The Broken Bangles On Our Yard
… Whose Relics Last Where Epics Are Lost
The Spuds We Stew In Deep Dark Rum
Those Tombs America Leaves Behind
Reaping Rustles Of The Fall
When Evening Whispers In Lost Lanes
Pilgrim Of Peace Or Prejudice
No Coffins To Shroud Coronal Deaths
What Graffitis Shout From Afghan Streets
The Cigarette Stubs He Left For Me
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