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Sep 2014
There is a cottage by a disused well,
And in it lives a strange and haggard crone,
Knock on her door and she will give a tell
Of future moments yet to you unknown.
No crystal ***** or scattered runic tiles,
No divinations of the palm or flame,
Her forecasts lie in bodies she defiles,
The practice of the necromancer's game.
#Rhiannon
Adam Latham
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Adam Latham  Stoke-on-Trent
(Stoke-on-Trent)   
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