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The Eagle
He grasps red flag with crookèd hands,
ring’d by a freer world disbands,
the sickly sickle’s final lands.
The starving masses plight appalls,
while he, within the Kremlin walls
their doom prepares - before he falls.
17 December 1991
poem
by
Jonathan Robin
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