7am 12/13/08
Runnning through Rutherford's vines
Cold moon faces the warming sunrise
Footfalls pound as I forge
Cross a dry river gorge
Snapping half-pickled bones back to life.
Cold moon faces the warming sunrise
Footfalls pound as I forge
Cross a dry river gorge
Snapping half-pickled bones back to life.
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