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Democracy
by Candace Turner
Red
The red roses of blood that cover the hill
The red beats of passion that throbbed in the hearts
of the bodies that lay
in the blood red ground
White
The white crosses of purity that mark their beds
The white noise of pain that fills the air
around the bodies that lay
in the blood red ground
Blue
The blue skies of heaven that cover the earth
The blue notes of song that fill a spring day
over the bodies that lay
in the blood red ground
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