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Following the events in 'Hidden Tracks (Short Story)' the character of Manu wrote this poem.
It's some of the most layered shit I ever came up with.


‘yond ‘e ‘orizon
Over yonder
Past where finger meets the sky
Don’t look!
Just leave it to the eye
For if you do
You just might see
What’s horizon 
And what’s beyond ‘er

 

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