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 Robert Hayden Pursell at www.poetrypoem.com/rhp

Black death of blindness
Scurry away from me
Stink not my space
Away you foul nothing of less
No hearts blood here for your bucket
No tasty morsel for your open jaws
Begone foul hell thing
Begone I say...


Robert Hayden Pursell








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