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The Crows Caw, Its A Close Call, Hidden In A Ring Of Toadstool, Had To Run Before The Roads Fall, Against The Fey We Fare Small. Gutted The Planet, The Unseelie Planned It, Flames Of War (.) The Reptiles They Fanned It, The Truth Is Much More (.) But Who Here Is Candid. Volcanic Eruption & Spiritual Disruption, Cosmic Consumption & Intelligent Destruction. The Fey With Their Way Make The Earths Axis Sway, The Night Takes The Day While We Humans Pray. The Crows They All Caw, Mourning Shrouds All Fall, Warning Clouds Will Not Stall, But I'm Safe With The Toadstool.
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 4:47 AM UTC
Toadstool
The Crows Caw, Its A Close Call, Hidden In A Ring Of Toadstool, Had To Run Before The Roads Fall, Against The Fey We Fare Small. Gutted The Planet, The Unseelie Planned It, Flames Of War (.) The Reptiles They Fanned It, The Truth Is Much More (.) But Who Here Is Candid. Volcanic Eruption & Spiritual Disruption, Cosmic Consumption & Intelligent Destruction. The Fey With Their Way Make The Earths Axis Sway, The Night Takes The Day While We Humans Pray. The Crows They All Caw, Mourning Shrouds All Fall, Warning Clouds Will Not Stall, But I'm Safe With The Toadstool.
Harry Roberts - Toadstool © 17/08/18
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Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 4:47 AM UTC
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