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Mar 2010
Crusted peaks and warning bells,
fear that hits all others souls,
howls that pierce the silent night,
caught up in a dream of fright, lightning flashes across the sky,
the secrets seem to change their faith,
and yet all that comes to mind is feelings distant that get to close.
What of this land of the silver sand?
Some say it is a blessing some say it is a curse.
One thing is promised around all of its mystery is that this place is not a fairy tale.
Written by
Alexa Sz
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