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one year of many deaths; remembering / who will fight when we're all gone?
What does it mean “Death” How is it to walk there that dark place that دار . With which words can boy barely man begin to know that room that دار . Oh How it means to last there and vanish that دار . Those Deaths not mine but their shadow quivers in my candle lit quarters . Those Deaths are ours are the fine matter on which our solitude we lay . Our Deaths repeat are repetitive again alive forever . The heart of which is not large if not for mother’s scream or father’s tear that دار . Feet kicking bellies pooled nails claw the cord What does it mean “Death” or to walk into dark that دار .
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