Ancients Rule
...And don't bring me flowers anymore.
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Ancients Rule
We have not shores hemmed by sand
Yet giant sunbathers crowd this land.
Ancient tales their flesh tells
of lesser creatures dragged to their hell.
Statues still
Comatose sleeping
Silent death knell
of lightning creeping.
Infinitely stoking our fascination
As we trespass on
the gators’ nation.
Where are th…
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