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The Drummer of Death

Every fifteenth of July
She is seen walking through the meadows
her gaze intent on the highest tower
of the dungeon of a desolate casle

The drummer of death
is not never in for her
yet she still hears the beat
in the wind that blew forth
one seventeenth century spring.

When the drum commands
the earth opens graciously
always for another, never for her.

The drummer keeps idle when she is near.
Back and forth in painful history
he and she,
both swang away from the beat.

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All those precous items are part of my personal collection-They are part of a very expensive collection.

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