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Sitting in a cell
I sit and dwell in a dark damp prison cell .
Wondering
where future has finally fell .
Well All I know is that time
Will tell .
I wonder what is beyond
Enigmas walls.
Will I ever see the
lords white light or
Be plagued with
The endless ensconce of the night .
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Edward nigma
Tue, 2020-12-08 20:02
Thank you
Thank you and yes we do
Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.