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Claim to Call (Free verse) by MacFrantic

Silence beckoned Couldn't speak Buried rainbows in the heat Poor in pride to watch them go Those shattered rivers' ebb and flow There we were along the water Shouting for a sight to see When thence came forth a claim to call The silence of our memories

ALChemy 4-Jan-06/5:51 PM
The fragmented sentences don't seem to work for this.
The last half of the poem is great.




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