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Submitted: Apr 7, 2008 Reads: 21 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Each day armed with
Guns and bombs
They bring
To life
Invisible boundaries
Between themselves
And others
Brothers in
One
But now
t-wo
branches weaving
in the
night
trees rustling
in their ancient language
which nobody seems
to hear anymore
and the boundaries
aren’t so far
apart
acrossthe seas
across the night
reach…
and we’d be
there
brothers in
one…
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Nothing like the closeness.
Posted: Apr 7, 2008
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