caliginous
Strideo
as
naked
as
death
itself
,
a
barren
tree
under
a
grey
sky
.
a
pool
murky
and
stagnant
,
a
pale
face
stares
at
me
from
its
depths
.
...
030811
...
.
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
