Children on Stun

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levelled out

See her forming soft green lines unbroken


She waits in seed


"We've little time," said he


And turns for home with blade in hand


To reap the field


And set her free


He'll set her free




He looks for her now


but she's levelled out...






He shook, a duty he could not perform


To take a life and strike


The killing call


Lifting his eyes and arms up to the sky


He cut her down


And wondered why


He wondered why