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Pounding Rhade rhythms knock on many doors                                   spirits curl upon the world tree                                        open portal,  Poteau Mitan                                              axis between worlds                                   access to the land behind the mirror                                          bodies gyrate, caper madly,                           steeds of flesh,  wild-eyed and flecked with foam                                        absent of self await the riders                            tightened goat hides rumble forbidden prayers                                        summoned spirits mount the lucky                                       Legba, doorman, admits the few                                                    stamping beasts                                     Ogun, warrior, tests with savage fury                                                 strong hearts’ courage                                      Accompong, judge,  gives the verdict                                                   Who will be blessed?                                                   Who will be ridden?                                               chalices gibber in the black                                                       lolling tongues                                                       whitened eyes                                                   give evidence of favor                                      a gift of knowledge from the undead                                                people behind the mirror
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
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Pounding Rhade rhythms knock on many doors                                   spirits curl upon the world tree                                        open portal,  Poteau Mitan                                              axis between worlds                                   access to the land behind the mirror                                          bodies gyrate, caper madly,                           steeds of flesh,  wild-eyed and flecked with foam                                        absent of self await the riders                            tightened goat hides rumble forbidden prayers                                        summoned spirits mount the lucky                                       Legba, doorman, admits the few                                                    stamping beasts                                     Ogun, warrior, tests with savage fury                                                 strong hearts’ courage                                      Accompong, judge,  gives the verdict                                                   Who will be blessed?                                                   Who will be ridden?                                               chalices gibber in the black                                                       lolling tongues                                                       whitened eyes                                                   give evidence of favor                                      a gift of knowledge from the undead                                                people behind the mirror
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rw-khalid-curley
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:02 AM UTC
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