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Monday, 30 January 2012

31. Alone

Unashamed in its isolation
the sentinel sentry
guards the village boundary.
Yews grow at its side
manning the graves,
privates on the parade ground
attending at attention.
In the quiet, before the trumpet sounds,
all is at peace.

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