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The Shadow of Destiny
Beneath a sky of burning, blazing blue
The prairie’s vastness stretches, calm and wide
Where sun in glory casts its golden hue
And bold the breeze speaks secrets as it glides
Upon his horse rides the lone gunslinger
A shadowed figure, eyes dark and deep
He challenges night, that final ringer
As death’s own echo through the world shall sweep
Cacti stand tall, sentinels of the hush
Risi...
Sunday 8th June 2025 4:20 am

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