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My stories

b3

Broken bone and scar tissue litters the floor signs of battle Grand as life itself or greater so WE move, we search The hunt in full swing I have the...

a2

Harvest, Harvest, Harvest me I am yours to take Should you desire me I am yours to the end Our paths entwined to the end The ship sails on the ocean...

Cold

Alone Among the cold weeks of encroaching winter I lie bleeding Not blood No wound down in my ditch The size of the prison Off to market A prize bull...

-1

Wistful and wandering I look left Then right The bell tolls noon Why am I left out in the cold? Is the answer attainable? Am I of a seperate...

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