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Order of the Reptile
Grim of all lands,
I come before the dew,
the lying wet seam seeping through my gills
When you hear me swallow, I gave way to the edge,
Frog leap of intuition
I hear a familiar demon mantis
You will never find me.
I come before the dew,
the lying wet seam seeping through my gills
When you hear me swallow, I gave way to the edge,
Frog leap of intuition
I hear a familiar demon mantis
You will never find me.
Published 18th Apr 2013
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