If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper — T. M. Lakomy
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If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered boneAnd offered of my blood the libation to the faneWhen even the reaper’s mockery forsakes me aloneMy own clangorous thoughts are the last to remain

— T. M. Lakomy
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