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A wintry wind blows in my soul
Greater than my own mournful requiem
For the unknown
Glorious and proud
Fierce companion of the uncoming storm
I am the wasteland and no living owns me
Greater than my own mournful requiem
For the unknown
Glorious and proud
Fierce companion of the uncoming storm
I am the wasteland and no living owns me
Published 11th Sep 2016
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