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Myopic Hordes
The cracked ice was a sign,
an unnoticed warning
of the dangers ahead
but no one heeded it,
ignored it and
were blindly fed
by the cyclops' hand.
Nobody saw the distance
as so great and
the myopic vision
you foretold
was gathered unseen
by the hordes
running wildly
to their demise.
Friday 7th February 2020 2:43 pm
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