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Volume 4 Issue 4
Page 20
Page 20
Outside my window and down the mountainside, Green arms of the valley reaching where I hide. Outside is conflict, here there is only peace. Outside there’s war and hate, here the war has ceased. Outside they’re friendly, but they don’t know each other. I know my own mind, damn my keeper’s brother. Outside they live and die, it’s all a race for death. I intend to stay right here, until I’m all that’s left. Outside is color, her the walls are white, Silent, stern sentinels keep vigil through the night. |
| Hidden World By Spyder |
| (a song lyric) |