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Acres upon black.

Was burning, acres upon black.
I'me nesting, holding Dead people.
tort skin blanket my nite,
shade the day from prying sight...

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  • U.g.l.y.
    June 5, 2008

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    I don't understand this poem... maybe it's too short or something, but I can't get a single thing from it. Still, nice try.