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The LabyrinthSomewhere, there is a labyrinth, where people wander around and around, suffering, / Unwilling contestants of a cruel game, where the / Winner doesn't live to tell the tale—to claim the prize. It is

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May 30, 2011

YoheTrembling hands grip 'round relief, / White gives way to crimson streams. / Lonely heart, so filled with grief,

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May 30, 2011

SongbirdOutside, I'm fine. / Laughter resonates / From my body,

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May 30, 2011

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