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"This is not poetry. Poetry cannot exist here in the field where they killed her.
There are no flowers though there appear to be
flowers.
They left the bodies in that field
to the flying, stinging creatures, to damp butterflies of
sadness
and pain, to the eyes of the everlasting who catalogues the cruelties of humans from one nation to another from one ragged scar to another." — Apr 21, 2026 05:23AM
"This is not poetry. Poetry cannot exist here in the field where they killed her.
There are no flowers though there appear to be
flowers.
They left the bodies in that field
to the flying, stinging creatures, to damp butterflies of
sadness
and pain, to the eyes of the everlasting who catalogues the cruelties of humans from one nation to another from one ragged scar to another." — Apr 21, 2026 05:23AM
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""I pray you to excuse my emotion, which must astonish you who are only accustomed to the happiness I meet here; but contentment is so new a sight to me, that I could never be weary of looking at yourself and your husband."" — Apr 04, 2026 02:23AM
""I pray you to excuse my emotion, which must astonish you who are only accustomed to the happiness I meet here; but contentment is so new a sight to me, that I could never be weary of looking at yourself and your husband."" — Apr 04, 2026 02:23AM
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