.Come summon the storm
The high plains of the mind
Invoking these drifters again
Drums are becoming
Tattooed and defined
Through ink drops
Of great spiritual rain
Incense is cloying
Raised campfires blaze
Behind our defences
A perimeter fence
To distance t.
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