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 up here in the northerly latitudes         the winter nights fall heavy   dark and oppressive   this is the land of ghosts  and ancient lore     the land of violent intent and suicidal rage     I have firewater in my veins and fear in my heart these covid months have worn me down       one good rain could wash me down the drain       to dissolve like baby asprin in a tsunami of shit  I got

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