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For Selene
by Shannon Laws
The Earth’s weavers are busy
their low wages and long hours
fruit of their labors stolen
by mouthless machines
nature weaves for us a
marvelous blanket
new every morning
No one questions the cost
We stand peacefully in line
wait for our treats
listen to hits of the 80’s
to drown out the sound
of meat grinding
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