Tag: graveyard
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Weight of Mind Weight of Mine
Thought-distended mind of mine, is there no end; no funeral-knelling bell Balrog-housing mine, tomb of Balin son of Fundin Warmed to a mull, the mulling agent bubbles like rice boiling the Asian Potato I say so Mug updrunked eclipsed the sun, sulking in my cups, sullen sulcus succour-seeking Will no one cheer the King, soul-sucking…