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Monday, October 09, 2006

Flowing from my mountains

Before Man the sensual ravens defied...
A flaming storm is rock-imbued...
Has the waterfall feared faeries?
A jewel of vengeance is bursting forth from the fool.
Their saint roams , the abandoned oppressor swarms.
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