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Inspired by our unit 5 in Literature; "Ironizing Death" and Emily Dickinson.
Submitted:Nov 16, 2012 Reads: 5 Comments: 0 Likes: 0
We're only fugitives of ourselves...
Then, Santa gets religion!
but Now, he's a monk!
meanwhile, as we plot, about our countries
the fish are choking on their water.
Later, a sale boat chuggs past;
knowing, that the mourning will come.
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