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the dead loom.

Leaves crunch beneath me
or bones maybe
they plead
but I keep walking
observing with servitude
tv plays president's speech
his slouched posture
lying down the woman, nude
the lifelong underlying gloom
pressed resume
we dead corpses loom
Written by SilverMoon (Miranda)
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