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Mechanical abominations
Creations of men
Snuffing life's whispers
Crescendoed end
Twitch of the finger
Explosion of flesh
Hallowed images
Another Tombstone's Epitaph!
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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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