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Empting the Lamb 's Harvest

I predict heartbreak
I predict this is how it will all end
Harvest
Emptying the lands
Raping the grounds

I promise Pinot Noir
What is this I'm speaking of
Emptying the land
Pillaging backgrounds
 Harvest
Fleece cultivates my soul

12/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2019

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 12/10/2019 11:49:00 PM
That last line is a warm fuzzy, James.
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