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dear mother.
these days
are tiring.
my knife
is unfriendly
and wavering.
too many
sinful people
running around,
bringing evil.
my heart,
courageous heart,
is weak
from lack
of success.
any victory
is welcome.
I miss
the farm.

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Written by burrben

May 2, 2011 at 1:51 pm

Posted in poetry

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