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Burning of a Croat Village

BURNING OF A CROAT VILLAGE Do you see the town that burns a flame always it burns, always the same, and has down through it's history it's burning will forever be. Can you hear the children playing here? they play with death, they play with fear, forever is their only game where life it burns a constant flame. Do you see the smoke that blinds the eye of all the world, as chances die? Always to burn, always the same always to be engulfed in flame. © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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