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For you, whoever you are...
The Furies are here
they have long black hair
they have not become old
as you tried to tell me
Their eyes are flaming like
bonfires at night
Their hands are sharp as blades
Their presences are dynamites
They have a record for
being merciless
Many tales are told of their
vengeance
They ask no questions
They claim they are here for justice
and They are looking for you.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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