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The sun also rose

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The pine shadows played on the ground

When he got on the knoll.

It was a wonderful view

In the vast jungle of pine trees

An open realm under the sun


And then

The guns rattled out of the blue

And he fell

On his own blood,

No splash, just a scarce falling

the shadows play even now on where they fall on

until the sun sets.

An American had said the sun also rose.

What else did not!

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