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Thu, 24.09.2009

AT WAR by Russell Atkins.

Beyond the turning sea’s far foam
a tender ephemera
of a moment’s dawn in a fantastic place
sudden’d its appear and was gone!

was gone out, as a young man farewell’d to all
but arms!

don’t ask me more
what of it, of it why
I cannot explain it any-
no don’t ask me, I insist-
some dared and died-

Listen a moment-!Sh! Listen-!
that hurrying as of a shore of fugitives!!!!!!

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