Nå..tedd, kom så, hvor stammer denne tekst så fra??
They are waiting to take us into the Severed Garden.
Do you know how pale and wanton thrill-full comes death on a strange hour . . .
unannounced, unplanned for,
like a scary over-friendly guest you've brought to bed?
Death makes Angles of us all,
and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws.
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med junior
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