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War of the children

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arises as soon as it can
and sets early the sun
on the war of the children
when the day dies
and gives way to the rest
to the count of the hours
that will mark at their best
the passage of the moon
damp horror then
the muffled sound of crime
if fate didn’t intend
this time
it were a smell of death
and the life of a child
to tepid memories left


Written by pipistro

November 23, 2012 at 5:28 pm

Posted in War

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