After The Warrior Song
This
loud and spoiled land,
With
snow-covered cars,
cold
crystal puddles,
Deep
clusters of waste ground,
metals,
and ash,
The
home of vultures,
ravens,
juncos, and wrens,
With
carob nights and
shadows of a pale moon –
I
will not be separated
from
this or you.
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