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Jan 2017
beware the darkest days
and beware the brightest nights
for when the wolf howls at dawn
the horsemen will take fight

there is flesh on the floor
there is blood on bare bones
when the end of the world comes,
it will eradicate the thrones

so listen up dear children
listen, one and all
for when the grandfather stops counting,
the end of time will fall
Written by
anja vanameyer
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