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Nov 2012
While I dwell in the present,

Coming from a past where I have never been

I slip seamlessly into a future I will never know

Each moment leaving an impostor behind

For a dwindling moment in each mark of time.
Thorgils MacNadua
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Thorgils MacNadua  Valhalla
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