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mother daughter poem

night was black and drear
the body may confine
i saw with open eyes
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
beneath the warrior's helm
why then, must we see?
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
but alas, just dreams
i am dying
now while my lips are living
let us express our baser passions

 



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