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A Poem by Daniel Affsprung
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About the last day

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I left my cold home,
And walked foggy streets 
I did not know.

The sun pressed on my neck
With its searing lips.

I stood in the shadow of a wall
Wet from rain, standing on dirt.

I heard the clap of thunder, 
The hailstones struck my back
And red rain made a puddle

To accompany me
On the earth.

© 2011 Daniel Affsprung


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Added on September 14, 2011
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Daniel Affsprung
Daniel Affsprung

Lewisburg, PA



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