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by china maags ::: leo - Not entered

Silently the plane inched nearer and nearer,
forth from her loins, our death warrants fell,
there was a flash of orange, then of white,
then all went black.......
and the land turned to gray.

24, August 1998

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-08-26 02:20:29
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:32
Poem ID: 50530

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