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Title
Having left my body in the snow, my feet had dragged me to a slow.
I felt the warmth turn endless cold, I see the sights beyond our own.
I sense the room- in eyes- in hearts. I held my self with tired sighs.
Each future path laid to the stars, each bygone era knight errant flies.
Do you or I. Ill do ill die and few to lie- We’ll do, We’ll die.
Above our eastern red descent a change of time from past to present.
Hand me the item on the wall lest this restless fate consumes you all.
I felt the warmth turn endless cold, I see the sights beyond our own.
I sense the room- in eyes- in hearts. I held my self with tired sighs.
Each future path laid to the stars, each bygone era knight errant flies.
Do you or I. Ill do ill die and few to lie- We’ll do, We’ll die.
Above our eastern red descent a change of time from past to present.
Hand me the item on the wall lest this restless fate consumes you all.
Published 1st Feb 2020
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