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Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Foe Lamer
Sated on Monkberry wine, I clenched my war horn and blew the mighty call. The Hills Children will soon emerge and join me in my plight. My fool's heart has led me down a broken trail, where even the dying sun will not hide me from my foes.
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