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gustav dore
our boys
death and burial
wm
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Overhead
their wings beat
a familiar tattoo; saying,
wake up, arise, be unto all;
no time but the present;
the gift to each is given;
who will seize its tether;
who will bring us home?
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