• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 12
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Call

Afar, a vast land sprawls.
Attracts, calls.

Hang tact - cry war!
Plan attacks, grasp arms,
watch man stalk man
and fall hard - crack-crash

As sands wash away,
what was arrays:

Facts.
A black tar stack.
A past map.

Afar, a vast land sprawls.
Ask what, ask why.
Stand tall.

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