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Mar 2012
My temple is in ruins
and nothing can prevent this collapse
Soon I'll be stripped of these cursed remains
and all will be left are ancient artifacts
and relics from a better time,
long lost and forgotten

An excavation to find the spark,
buried under years of repressed emotions
locked away in a tomb without an encrypted entry
I seek those brave enough to embark on this quest,
and wade through the litter and rubble
to raid this infamous lair of despair
Roberta Day
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Roberta Day  30/F/Austin, Tx
(30/F/Austin, Tx)   
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