The Dead Know Only Truth
J
James McLain
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The dead know Only truth;
I never ask, 'You' said goodbye.
Even then, I never brought it out.
Too wander over, bye.
My body was not tied, I tried you left.
So yes,
too me each weight of shot,
inside my mind that day was great.
And like the goose that flies too low,
it never felt.
It's flesh death ate.
Though we lay in each that shadow,
of the grey.
You did not ask, I could not stay.
When they came inside that day,
I left, you went away.
a.s.
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