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Apr 22
Exhaustion and cold is what I feel
As I climb the tree called Yggdrasil
From Midgard to Asgard, here I go
To visit Odin and learn what he knows
A prophecy of future that’s about to be
Covered in a shroud through which I cannot see
Martin Boško
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Martin Boško  25/M/Czech Republic
(25/M/Czech Republic)   
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