Unmaned Poems - Poems about Unmaned

...clicking by/ a ticking fly eating out my eyes/ which are dry because i cry on the inside/ my soul rides on the pain/ and with that i'll gain a strain that this time I might maintain/ a steady so......

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...We dragged the slopes to our feet. On the summit, we burnt our clothes for wood and there shuffled our feet in the hush of the falling snow. We had come out of the scuffed grass. With one look ba......

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