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In the howling waste even the darkness has a voice. It taunts and beckons, it begs, and calls. It slithers it's way into your thoughts and if you listen to it you may be lost within. You'll never see the light again.
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Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 12:28 AM UTC
Howling Waste
In the howling waste even the darkness has a voice. It taunts and beckons, it begs, and calls. It slithers it's way into your thoughts and if you listen to it you may be lost within. You'll never see the light again.
Michael Robert Triska copyright 2017
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Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 12:28 AM UTC
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