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Subject: Dragon Poem # 18
Date: Tue, 08 Nov 2005 16:17:27 -0600
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18
Dragons In Flight
By David Bankson
Death draws near,
The heat gives hint,
Fire, acid, spewing forth,
Dragons have been sent.
Wings of silk,
Flapping in the breeze,
And with the flick of the wrist,
They kill with great ease.
Dragons in flight,
With Death on their minds,
Blood rushing through their veins,
And shining in their eyes.
They have blood on their claws,
And blood on their breath,
But guilt they have not,
Because they love death.
So fear their approach,
Hide in the night,
And always respect,
The dragons in flight
Lil_S_Monk
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