Archive 03/02/11

 

   

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Then, one day,

All his DNA
Drained away,

And in its place

Lay a great waste.

 

His devastated brain

Labored, in vain,

To change loss to gain,

Reverse all the fade,

But everything waned,

 

Until all that remained

Was his name,

Which refused to claim

The flaking gray

In his head's grave.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

        

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