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Rockets Rattling This Very Old Air by 'The Gurl of Myth' Rebecca C. Lofgren

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Rockets Rattling This Very Old Air
By: 'The Gurl of Myth' Rebecca C. Lofgren


The white dying words came over three others,
Rumbling when this found all had died.
Their hot; between heaving and decrepit,
Soft gasps last as some should.
Come after the bone-chilling laugh,

Stop as he will lie were ancient desire is left.
His home turned from not ending this war,
George's poets have engineered his long lasting gasp.


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RCL unveils yet another talent, as she brings forth her brand of mystical and surreal poems.
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