Sunday, April 8, 2012

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My hand reaches out across the plain,
covering the world in my shadow
My blood is the cleansing rain
By my words spread the great meadow
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Nicholas Abaddon
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Jessie Jett 11 April 2012

Love the title. Love the randomness. Maybe you should write a poem titled My garden gnome. That would be a very interesting read.

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Nicholas Abaddon

Nicholas Abaddon

The Sacred Plain Of The Old Ones
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