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"Trouble amongst trouble"


You can run to the hills for safety, but whom Shall be, and thy plead your soul to escape who Who can hear you ? Not even the hollow walls that in close around you. Dancing has become Trembling, happiness has become unimaginable horror and who can take that which was spoiled once and spoil it twice. As clouds give rain to replenish nature, so does fear give anguish to Replenish death, why stare into the abyss ? do not mysterious things have privacy ? if you drink wine you stumble, if you meditate your a lost for words. "Come "Come" all ye who live Amongst the swine, and yet you turn to the left there is nothing you turn to the right there is nothing, but you refuse to look up, when the sword is swung and the horse is fierce, you flee to Jericho but where is Jericho ? An unknown place in your mind ? even dogs take action agaisnt being provoked. As the sound of a thousand horses takes away one's breath, so does your heart faint because of fear, the fountain of life has become a fountain of blood, loving arms has become a stone to kick against and when I finally arose from my sleep sweating in convulsive anger I saw one thing "Fear".
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