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Feb 2016
He stands and he listens
but what does he hear?
Oh what is that sound
which rings in his ear?
What has struck him now?
What mortal fear?
He once wore chains and will always think,
that he is followed by their clink.
NiTSUDD
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NiTSUDD  Cumberland
(Cumberland)   
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