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October 15, 2013
By mhylen SILVER, St. Peters, Missouri
mhylen SILVER, St. Peters, Missouri
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Fog covers the withered
flowers
that perch atop the weathered
headstones.
Hidden among the trees
that sway and creak
in the cold wind,
the cemetery preserves
the immortal souls
of honor-less men.
A raven alights on a naked
tree branch,
his piercing
caw
breaks the restless air
as he stares down
at the buried bones,
warning those brave enough
to come

near.
Listen!
In the rumbling
thunder
of the coming storm
the schemes of the dead
fade into oblivion,
blocking out the dawn
with a cloud of
hopes that will
never
be.



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