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Once-Man's Land
Down fathoms,
who knows how many,
across this blue-white expanse,
the kites circle higher and higher,
the drafts of the breath,
of the mountain man alight them,
a great green skinned feature covering the distance,
the forgotten yellow man,
laying dormant over which was once his,
a hump for a back,
A rocky precipice,
a countenance,
The skin is broken by patches,
of metal and plastic,
sores gaping where blackness now stands,
smoke rising from the plumes of once brilliant hair.
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"GOAT IN"-Legend of Zelda: the Twilight Princess
Oh s**t they deleted my signature, again? They did really! Wow. It was really offensive then.
Check out my "story" in the Fiction section FALL OF THE MAGICIAN, my opus maximus. http://www.writingforums.com/showthread.php?t=63988
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