Saturday, February 27, 2016


There's a solid lot of rubble here 
between me and the native ground : 
someone's palatial mansion crumbled.  
Who was the sorcerer who vetted 
these guys? He did a really bad job.
Now, I haven't come from far to tell you
this alone. Simple things are far too easy
to mind. We will walk these woods in 
darkness, for there's an underground
 passage I'm destined to find.

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