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Free Grass (7 Haiku)

March 11, 2011
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There was, hungering,
compacted, come sweet Death, we
have no different!

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Roll on, Death!  Brown is
fuel to conservatives!
O Death!  Their rich blood!

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In life, consuming,
suffering, factories, are
not made any more.

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Democratic tools
gave ordinary people
the Mississippi!

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My works, brewing and
not wanted, the glow, the life
of the most money.

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My brain, thou pulse, and
my sweet love, for you, I swear
at conservatives.

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My head, blossoms and
am happy, again, and am
content with myself.

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SOURCE TEXTS

Free Culture, Lawrence Lessig
Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman

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