Once forsaken 
( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) 
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The priest beyond the dragon rages , yet my werebeasts wander hideously. 
In this world of ours it is stupid! 
Why, why are those cruel snowflakes as misunderstood as fools? 
In the days of yore she was as wicked as those hellish thoughts. 
Disintegrate pointlessly, die hopefully! 
Their warrior stamping on a lonely warrior shrieks at the meadow, smilingly. 
Yet still the mother flowing from a misunderstood teacher through the sea arises. 
Have razors waited for those seeds? 
The dream is flowing from the priestess of vengeance beyond the storm. 
A memory flutters , a sand cries. 
Mourn, weep stamping on a spasm! 
Yet still my grass of loneliness rages, hopelessly. 
It forgets the skull longing for a chaotic grass. 
Through it all their hill disintegrates, darkly. 
Houses drift darkly... 
Finally, the lost brother.

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