Keeban
Daniel
While questing in noble wood of gray, medieval pine
I came upon a tomb, reigned slick'd, rubbed cool, ethereal
It's inscription long vanished, but still within its melancholy fissures
While questing in noble wood of gray, medieval pine
I came upon a tomb, reigned slick'd, rubbed cool, ethereal
It's inscription long vanished, but still within its melancholy fissures
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