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Loneliness



The bleating of corpses passing by with Dead words spoken from frost bitten lips Linger in the air like vacant cobwebs Their refrain silently torments


Dejection creeps stealthily, tiger-like Through the moonlit bulrushes As the lone cricket chirps scornfully Amid the darkness of the night

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