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my threshold

Round and Round
the circle goes.

Do not cross my threshold.

For it holds.

Do not tred apon my path,
For I was here and it shall last.

Say what you will.

Do what you must.

But do not cross my threshold,
because it holds.

Send your arrows of hate my way,
only to have them stopped at bay.

For they are yours
and yours alone.

Do not cross my threshold,
for it holds.





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