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Without Excuses
Life frozen
Asperities immobile
Wounds deplete everything
Lives fall and are lost, sliding over the mud
The graves of the fallen mourn
Dialoguing between shadows of hatred and resentment, twilight stops
Without excuses, I am placed between the eyelids of an empty city
Groaning distress
Not premature conclusions; it is real
Everything stops
Noris Roberts ©
Friday 10th July 2015 8:25 pm
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