Todesschlaf When a person can no longer speak, a shadow oft speaks for them...
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Blind are the eyes of the Faithful,
For they see naught beyond their Book.
Open are the eyes of the ‘Heretics’,
As they seek the knowledge the Faithful left behind.
New set of Poems/Lyrics Silver Arrow
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