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Feb 2019
I can no longer stay here
where the fear 
keep everyone 
from coming near.
They ask me if
I will be okay,
but I only tell them to
stay away.

Let me walk a loner's walk
away from the ramparts, and the 
roaring lions,
and the knobby kneed ravens
who ravage the ruins 
that I refuse to return to.
Written by
Maria  F
(F)   
245
     --- and Jules
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