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Left home, ended alone, Many travails, trials that cut, The odyssey of his lashed life, Took a tremulous toll of atonement, This lamb whose only consolation, Being left over at the jeweled altar, The merciless downing days of droll And loss, the cruel, blanched turnings Of uneventful fated choice into ruin, Never actually knowing his target, Throwing darts at the sun.
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC
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Left home, ended alone, Many travails, trials that cut, The odyssey of his lashed life, Took a tremulous toll of atonement, This lamb whose only consolation, Being left over at the jeweled altar, The merciless downing days of droll And loss, the cruel, blanched turnings Of uneventful fated choice into ruin, Never actually knowing his target, Throwing darts at the sun.
ormond
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC
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