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The shadow of a man shivers As Time clasps its withering hand, Becoming the shadow of a denizen land, Knocking on Death's door, Between the separate strands. Resurrection abundance; Find us in the shadow lands, Among the writhing smokestacks And the vegetable sand.
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Dec 22, 2023
Dec 22, 2023 at 7:32 PM UTC
The Shadow of a Shadow of a Man
The shadow of a man shivers As Time clasps its withering hand, Becoming the shadow of a denizen land, Knocking on Death's door, Between the separate strands. Resurrection abundance; Find us in the shadow lands, Among the writhing smokestacks And the vegetable sand.
Isaace
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Dec 22, 2023
Dec 22, 2023 at 7:32 PM UTC
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