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Nonsense Poem Category: Poems
Walking through the turnip fields, Can finally feel my mind at ease. Although at times I wonder why, So many corpses grow on trees?
Watching sharks swim in the sky, Hear the birds fly through the sea. Once again I wonder when, The dead will laugh with somber glee?
Knowing that when dead men walk, We may lose humanity. But still I often wonder if, Is anybody truly free?
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