I have plunged like a deer through the arches Of the hoary primoridal grove, Where the oaks feel the presence that marches, And stalks on where no spirit dares rove, And I flee from a thing that surrounds me, and leers through dead branches above. , that I cannot endure to recall, 8k, masterpiece, brilliant composition, by beksinski, david lachappelle, stephen gammell,
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