The rambling escapist with clipped wings
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
The wheel of sharp.
Stokes of stained blood.
Turns and crushes
Deep in water.
Betrayed i was.
High Chief of the Moon Blood Winds.
I was young.
I was powerful.
I was trusting.
I died.
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Wednesday, July 06, 2005
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