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I glided across the grounds,
My feet caressed the floor,
The rain fell like
The sun showering upon the mountains...

My life is a journey,
Thy mind is like a warrior
out in battle,
As the day
was like a dark shadow over the moon...

My memories faded like
fog in winter,
As I sliced my way through life,
The brutality of reality...

The axe,
Flew free in the air
As free as a bird,
Drips of blood on the floor...

A grin spread across my face,
Like margarine spread across toast,
Without another word,
I glided across the grounds...




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