"I need to break from my chains
From all that binds me down
The suffered self, the sorrowed pain
I need a knife to cut me free..."Mistress Of Gordon
"Laying, gazing on the midnight sky
Upon clowdy mountainpeak supine
Below, ruined lands are seen trembling
Her horror and beauty are divine..."My Land Beyond
"My black, mourning moods
Caught in the thickened mist
Echoing, through these woods
Wherein I unveilded, endlessly wished..."|
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