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| Unseen eyes peer like midnight voyeurs. |
A Hospital for the Already Dead
Crowns Lost to Lightning
Fields
flash by under an overcast expanse of winter sky
Heater
rattles on and on and on
Snowplowed
burial mounds
Studded
with barbed wire
This
whole state feels like death
Abandoned
farm houses
Sagging
a little more each year
They
have to collapse eventually
And
I can relate
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