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The Fence

The Fence The night dark iron gate slams shut Symbolic for centuries of forbidden crossings The piled stone lay line across the field Each rock a hand picked custom fit Old rusty curtains running zigzag through the forest Crushed by the tall and silent fallen creators of shade

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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