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Why is it when a frightening truth is discovered, it disappears?


Submitted:Dec 20, 2013    Reads: 27    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Whistleblower

There he blows from the sea bottom

Blue carcass and green algae covered

There he speaks from the pavement cracks

Shoe still hangs on the telephone line

There she sings from the snow covered hill

Half buried and frozen in time

There they wail from within the flames

Words burned to ash and never heard

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