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Alveus De Somnus


Shallow names on faceless graves;
Torn and tattered and scattered;
Abound the land, harvested and;
Barren of all that matters
Locked away beyond rusted gates;
All around abound
Lie there those whom few do know;
Deserted, forgotten, without

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