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Magic Days
Sipping from a glass of daylight I scooped out of the time passing by. Waiting for nothing to happen and eager for it…
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Fragments
Far from lands spent and wasted, where the last survivors walk searching for some reverence among broken shadows…
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Unknown Wilds
Prepare the call of eastern sun— the fires are burning on the plains, the smoke intoxicating, wafting over us…
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A Cold Land
Exhaustion in a cold land, stumbling past dark windows and the ghost of extinguished fires…
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Mitchel David Ring 