my brothers and me.
We stand here erect
dismembered, disemboweled
The quaint view of this peaceful land
jarred and jolted by our presence.
The master of the house,
we call him Vlad
He has taken our lives, our limbs,
our souls
He has put us on display for all others to see.
A warning
of what their fate may be.
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