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Even now your death forms around you
Vladimir Vlandimirovich

Though it will not come
Among the peace of loved ones

But in an inevitable eruption
Of violence

& in your rage and despair
You will find no comfort

Simply the rattle of bones
& the realisation of utter annihilation

As the long table where you sit
Returns to grasslands

& the contented munch
Of wild horses


Vladimir Vlandimirovich Putin


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