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Harvest

October 7, 2008
By Anonymous

Bespectacled autumn floor littered obscenely,
through the surreal contingency of flayed flesh,
highlighted by sweet glimmer glass ideal,
of sun-dried blood.

Empowered by ivory scenery,
smiles are cast in good will. . .
an impossiblity away.


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