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I looked Mr Reaper in the eye,
like to the trees of people I couldn't.
And spoke of words that I-
of what the forest wouldn't.
And words of mourn and pain had left
my mouth in such a blur
I could not catch them tumbling,
tumbling, caught in the hands of Mr Reaper.
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