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He Shall Rule
On the northern
Prairies.
With thousand[s] [of]
Other victims
We slept and
Ate outdoors,
The Pole five
Miles north.
Before daybreak
A blaring out
To wake the dead.
Charging down,
Marauding.
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Author: Jonathon
Would rather be out swimming, running, or camping. Works in state government. Spent a youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.
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