Aside

Raise child


Yellow sky and silver moon
deep the death that afternoon
the city caver with
cloud wind space street
hard white
how wet red sad are thee eyes
dusty red end that day
city bleed to death
flames in the near
winds crash bad noisilly
around the hill
city rises her child

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