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The Third Circle
A fog surrounding
A dark blindness of white
It's so cold
I'm all alone
A beast roars
The same roars twice again
From different snouts this beast screams
There's not a bone big enough for him
Hell
Literally
Glutton filled
The Third Circle
A dark blindness of white
It's so cold
I'm all alone
A beast roars
The same roars twice again
From different snouts this beast screams
There's not a bone big enough for him
Hell
Literally
Glutton filled
The Third Circle
Published 21st Jan 2013
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