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Poetry - Remains
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Madeline Palmer
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“On another
occasion
we get sent out”
“I see every round as it
rips
through his life-“
“One of my mates goes by and
tosses
his
guts
back into his body”
“His
blood
shadow stays on the street”
”I walk over it
week
after week”