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Strength of Agony
The weeping willow cries,
the wailing sirens screech.
The gulls call up above,
the word of death beseeched
Upon those who ponder
on death's eternal gloom.
Like grains of sand falling,
winding time's loom.
The heartache prevails,
the sadness strikes fear.
For desolate though it may be,
not one sheds a tear.
poem
by
Mandy Lee
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