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Aug 2015
search through the fog
brought on by bottles filled
with poison or potion
lay yourself to rest
beneath the frozen ground
bow down to death
an unlikely friend
take the rotting hand
leave this land far behind
far
far
behind
Daniel Magner
Written by
Daniel Magner
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   Kelley A Vinal
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