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Gazing at
the world in front of me,
The beauty I miss when the days are crazy.
So many battles going on,
And then so many lives are gone.
Violent
aura heats the sky
A scarlet red from bodies that lie
On this earth to with they unite as one;
One cycle ends, and a new one has
begun.
And when
the sky gets cool the stars shine through;
No longer red but a dark calming blue.
Crimson mist rains back to the blood stained earth
Where the red poppies grow new life is
given birth.
Written September 17, 2011.
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