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In shallow slumber Full in fight Through the Yearning Through the night A man apart Of will and start Reveals his open Empty heart He revels in the thoughts That last And never feeds The famished past For Going Home Is this his cross to bear And wear Of earth And air So give to him The proof of life The going Home and worthy fight worth The owning Of his plight Upon The heavens And The plains Upon the sacred Faceless names
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
Whetstone
In shallow slumber Full in fight Through the Yearning Through the night A man apart Of will and start Reveals his open Empty heart He revels in the thoughts That last And never feeds The famished past For Going Home Is this his cross to bear And wear Of earth And air So give to him The proof of life The going Home and worthy fight worth The owning Of his plight Upon The heavens And The plains Upon the sacred Faceless names
Leay
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
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