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Percy


Alone, Pale I Shall loiter
Limping among the dead
Looking for Percy
All shall abandon me
Words and Friends
Love and Poetry
--
One day I shall find you
by Ozymandias
Another day I shall burn
With you on the pyre
By the sea
The Oceans shall call
And the Mountains beckon
But all will be ash and dust
--
I will rise
burnt and charred
My very soul covered by ash
And I will go to die
by the Pagan lakes
Alone, Pale


 --

 TZ

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