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A poem about a flight I took once
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If but a
refreshing breeze is all you will bea moment in the spackle of
time, pleasereturn often, dust tends to build up after awhileI,
faults an..
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I
call upon the Gods, myths, legends and folklore of time,to come
together and halt senseless slaughteralso restore loves name so
once againunpar..
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