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Canyons for the whole Canyons steel and soul Rampant pouring concrete The metro martyr's s gall Crampons lest the mettle minded find he fathoms fall The tether held, that cast's this spell Is weathered, weary, shawl And Titans that sit on lofty heights Do Blacken out the sky Are jewel's of pain with storied gain As earth below does die So to the past inhabitants Imperative must wait And shuffle through A land made cold Of stone and rock and slate.
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC
The dying of the green
Canyons for the whole Canyons steel and soul Rampant pouring concrete The metro martyr's s gall Crampons lest the mettle minded find he fathoms fall The tether held, that cast's this spell Is weathered, weary, shawl And Titans that sit on lofty heights Do Blacken out the sky Are jewel's of pain with storied gain As earth below does die So to the past inhabitants Imperative must wait And shuffle through A land made cold Of stone and rock and slate.
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC
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