Foxholes

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Foxholes

Foxholes
Did not save my soul
From the sounds of babies crying
Or the smells of burning flesh,
But they did do
What they do best.

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

perakee’s Poems (4)

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