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Dark Hai-Ku
Carry me home boys,
for the war is over and I...
cannot feel my legs!
Dark phantom figures,
play dice games on people's heads...
to see who is next!
Stands a dark angel,
down the road waiting to see...
the whites of our eyes!
On a war-torn field,
stands a shrine for the children...
where one shoe was found!
Proof is the sunset,
that one more day I have lived...
and this heart burst not!
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Meru Groen
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