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( fur - LORN ; for - )
deep in the valley's of the desert
where i lay my head to rest at night
a shadow creeps, but no darkness
follows
the shadow is a veil of blinding light and searing
heat
and when this veil approaches
the desert and all of it's denizens shrink back in
horror
the land seems barren and wasted
and from this it produces tough and surly
creatures
creatures with armored hides, tusks and
fangs,
poisonous venoms..., and each one promises
danger
from the loins of this intolerant place i have
sprung
from my eyes spring poisonous tears
and from my warm hands grow piercing
needles
and though my hide is coarse and thick
it longs for just one soft touch
i fear i may never earn it
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aim at
mrbigfoo,
distracted with his shoes untied. |
