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Friday, 30 October 2020

Poppy Fields of Red

 


Running in the poppy fields of red,
Innocent of the history it represents,
The blood that has been shed, Playing games with stirring petals, A memory to the dead, Eating poppy heads getting high on the seeds, Laying in a field and gazing at the sky, Day dreaming, Questioning why.

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