Clockwork
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A plague in the Valley of the KingsA Poem by Clockwork� Souring sunbeams bring angels. Spectral fingers sprout from the sarcophagus, Lacing lines of night with grace. Fro.. |
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Pillar of the universeA Poem by ClockworkPremonitions erupt from weathered fingertips. Wisps of midnight whip a laboring hurricane. The prophecy, a phoenix in the whirlw.. |
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The eagle and the icebergA Poem by ClockworkWatching the tides strike home the eagle lands upon the shore. The feathers of the wind bring the king of the canyon to.. |
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