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Dust and Ash
The men with the bundles of sticks
Came and went and have come again
They’ve come to restore a mythic strength lost,
Through blood, for blood
They’ve come to rebuild a legendary home fallen
Our soil! Our soil! They say
They’ve come to take all
As an offering to their dead god of perfection
Who is to stop them but us?
When is to stop them but now?
Their sticks may brea...
Monday 19th October 2020 6:26 am
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