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The End of Every Field

The End of Every Field by Qian Xi Teng , Young Poets on the Underground 'She calls me a wild horse. Either that or I'm a kite breaking from its string. This is when she is angry and sees me Galloping to the end of Every field before levitating into The sky and herself With a stunned empty Rope in her hand Like the one they scissored When my breakable child bones Came pushing from her years ago.'

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