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Things Unknown
2 December, 2007
Author: Kia

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The silent figure creeps along
the unseen trail through the trees.
His cloak is waving in the breeze,
his weathered boots don't clomp.
He's seen the lands that are most unknown,
the lands of danger, spies, and peril,
where creatures lie in the shadows
waiting for trespassing strangers.
You can see the secrets in his eyes,
the mystery in his fingers.
The figure knows about these things
these things that are most unknown.
That's why he's traveling so far away,
away from things unknown.

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