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OOM I sing of life, yet mind me well of death:
To-day shadowy Death dogs my steps, my seated shape, and
has for years-
Draws sometimes close to me, as face to face.
Leaves of Grass' Purport by Walt Whitman
(OOC: Warning for blood and magic.)
To-day shadowy Death dogs my steps, my seated shape, and
has for years-
Draws sometimes close to me, as face to face.
Leaves of Grass' Purport by Walt Whitman
(OOC: Warning for blood and magic.)