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I left the
black fortress in
Shame and lack
of courage.

It used to guard
The Abyss
beyond the cliff.

I was its commander,

Without my armies
and sorcerers,
Alone,
I climb down in hopes
of getting lost.

Hello old friend….

NOTE:

I currently have an e-book of poetry being sold for under a dollar for 99 cents, “Conflicts”.

Sales go to the support of my poetry and limited profit liability company, Stone Temple Micro-Finance and Research, L3C.

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