Rival

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Specters

Painstakingly plucked

From the earth

Where they lie,

Silver poppies lining

The cretaceous bowels

Of an underground prison,

A woman of depth,

Nullified

By a pretty face

Rivals to whom she bore

No grievance or claim,

Rending her heart

With invidious

Stares and slurs

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