http://blog.leedsforlearning.co.uk/wp-cron.php?doing_wp_cron=1597255106.1852669715881347656250 Come our way –
Up on a white multi-peaked mountain
To search and find our warmest shelters
Among the charred-tree remains of January’s winter
Ensuring our tokens of slavery are not erased.
Only but a few tracks stay out of our bustle city
And on the snow that just fell
Like a crafty veil, a tight fit
Around our worn out shoes
Prompting us to forget all past traditions
And find some foreign thoughts
That spread across a world gone wild.
http://firewithoutsmoke.com/portfolios/kerbal-space-program-anniversary Come along –
And feel our steamy breath
To warm your grabby thoughts
In an engaging blood-pool.
If you listen carefully
You will hear,
That our past has now survived in all tranquility
As we’re going
To find snow-covered old fur-trees
Happily sleeping under the cape
Οf a white and so horrific state.
http://birmingham-dolls.co.uk/search/jiangsuymca.cn/feed/rss2/ Come along –
You cannot bring any more pain
You have enslaved our soul,
You’ve bonded it with your uncultured swiftness
Rolling down our spine silently
Within the veins of our instincts,
Setting our emotional presence off
Into a disappearing cloud
In front of prying eyes.
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Set us free!
The snow is longing
To form our tracks.
Oh Man we freeze
In your untouched, frosty embrace
That has engraved all of our steps
Upon the fear mountain.
And now you can call all this your own,
The vultures which still remain
Are all within our country stint.