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Silver Star Jan 2013
I lay there...alone...cold
Clutching my stomach, I crawled in agony
Directionless, no goal
The silent pain of my enemies rage
Hot...
The rain poured down hard, blinding...freezing
I cried for life, the rain...
It washed my tears away
I screamed for help, the thunder
It denied my call
I lay there...Alone...lifeless
Soulless but I could here it in the distance
That voice...oh so familiar
Yet strange...it called me
Beckoning
Haunting
Death...

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