Is it time to leave?

24 Apr

Abode you detain thee.

From sun up to sun down.

Dashing hopes of gold.

Yet thou lie low.

And unmask not.

Out with it in missive or cuffs!

Either way ready is thee.

Even death is only once.

If home is what shall be

Ready is the valiant.

Pull the trigger quick.

The wait is over.

Out with it.

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