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Getting Here


The dice are done 

Stagnet they stand

Across the gameboard

Across this land

 

I rolled, I rolled

I rolled again

My numbers were many

But much too thin

 

I've traveled years to get here

To arrive where I began

This place is all I have

I've done all that I can 

 

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