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Turn Away Your Weary Feet

by @d-simpson

Turn away your weary feet there's trouble lying here where everything you perceive is not what it appears. Fantasy and make believe are rampart in these parts. Discontent's an honored guest here once the party starts. If you stay, you aught to know you can't keep what you find. So take advice from Orpheus: you best not look behind. Insecure anxiety will twist your head around as you clutch the pretty things and trinkets you have found. You may want to talk some more but I just don't have the time and all the folk you come across have too much on their mind.
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