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Dec 2011
Here I stumble

Atop this tower,

Abyssal ground below.

The infinity of sovereigns

Slowly crumbling about me,

Victims plunging towards eternity.

My eyes lay gaze upon my earth,

Its certainty clouded.

Will I descend?
Andrew E Savage
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