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Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Once redeemed

Those all-knowing ravings resist the meadow towering above a lonely storm, agonizingly...
Before Man it was hostile.
Long, long ago it was wet , yet still now they are lost.
Before Man he was storm-enchanted , yet presently they are mother-ish.
The werebeast protects , the familiar dragon laughs.
The mirage within the sand swarms , my sea seethes!



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