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MyluzA narrow passage
of darkest white,
harbours a blade
from Nephilim spite.
Atop a peak
of quiet and cold,
lies a lonely leviathan
of ancient untold.
The voice of the mountain
call unto the living,
to begin a snowy step
to a red tundra spilling.
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