Last Night
Last night
In my dreams
I saw
The wild boar walking,
Through a field of wheat,
As far as the eye
Can see.
A dark wild boar
And through it’s nose
A sliver ring.
Bright sun beams
In a blue sky
Fell over ripe feed…
The harvest has come
Both good and evil.
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