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My choice for the last assignment in archaeology class...a poem in Iambic Pentameter: Our Draw to Clandestine Curious we become a calling inside taking us from home and so we abide. We survey the field we create a map envision a yield something we can tap. We view from above we walk the vast site we work with a glove assemble at night. It is tiring work though find be of wealth an artifact lurked no longer of stealth. Held in our bare hand enchanting it be we made our grand stand for all posterity.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Aug 2013 13:19:23 +0000

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