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May 30-31, 2022




A bullet

flies faster than its sound

at first

until the screams catch up


A bullet

flies for scarcest instant

and falls

into an unfathomable grief


A bullet

flies blind to good or evil

to end



A poem by Peter Rhebergen
Copyright 2022
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