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Awake Once More in 2019...... Herebeorg
With nights, so cold,
they froze, my very soul.
And a sky, so clear....
I could almost see, god.
The vast emptiness.
Seemed to stretch, forever.
And I wondered, who, could live here.
Howling winds.... tore, and pushed... and, cut through you, like a knife.
We were, alone...
We were, the emissaries.
Of, St Michael.
We were, the harbringers.... of death.
We'd come for.
A war ......
Down South
To the end, ....... of the world ?
Giajl © Jim Love
