Ancient LoreA Poem by Alfred Kukitzdamn it get up!Ancient Lore Send me into a snowstorm of good words Blind me with wind, howling in my ears, Feel the curse of the cold gathering around the soul You may want to weaken, fall into the storm's depth But to me, I roar back, finding the poem of ancient lore. © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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