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advanced warplane poem
GRYPHONS
Such delicate Gryphons once formed a mighty fleet,
a fleet of fragile and deadly craft, half alive and half
machine ready to do their masters work.
Now there is only a dozen, all of the others fell to
earth like blazing comets in one war or another since the
Third Shining.
Each craft is alive in its own little world.
The last of a long line o...
Thursday 8th September 2011 9:20 pm

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