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Charlie

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Aquarius

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A Lonely Grave Amongst The Willows

Cold is the grave I lie in, grey is the land I walk at dark. I was once a man of the world, but I have long forgotten my name. I know only the woods beyond my grave for they are my only companions in my wanderings. The wilderness took my life, the soil took my body, but the people of this world took my soul long before I met my end. Those wretched beings tore it asunder with their words and ground it into dust with their actions. I am a husk of what was once a man, and I wander my woods not out of restlessness but out of solace. For now I am alone in my grave amongst the willows and I am at peace. Loneliness is my fate and my blessing, for here their words cannot touch me. -C.Gardner

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