Feb. 4th, 2017

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Tucking beneath leather and shearling
A handful of brass
You'll kindly offer me some good reasons
To my stubborn whys.
Say, this old rock that we all live on
Hit a bump moving forth,
Mixed right and wrong, honest and evil,
South and north.
Say, far beyond deep oceans clashing
Foes never sleep,
Under a stake lies a heap of ashes
At my heart to keep.
Snakes are their own ultimate measures
Of all their ways.
How d'you like beating under the cold scales,
Heart of a snake?

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