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Cannoneer

 

I yank the lanyard and the gun roars as

two hundred pounds of spinning death is

launched toward an enemy miles away.

 

I yank the lanyard and the gun roars as

a lifetime of endless echoes land inside

my head.

LCK 12-10-2000

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