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User:Siloville

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Back to the woods I guess. A place where I've known rest. To stop here for short a spell. With aspens over head to dwell. All be a shorter thing. That minds of mine whirls and rings, and left before to thoughts and think. End the end they all repeat.


A backwoods hermit, with a affliction for pestilence.


Write on, Write, on my friend.