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The Green Man

by Alijah | Score: 850

Doom. Doom of many, doom of few, only those who have seen green may get through. Ones who are red may look dead but only if they tread to particular beds then they should certainly be dead. Deadly of flowers grow among a man but oceans sow below a man who have banned and ran, though truly dead, why was the man not red and ran, had he turned green perhaps or is he a man if he isn’t banned of reddish beds or coronet. The Green Man is frowned and bound but no more for he has  plowed through and round deadly man and correlated and coronated the reddish bodies and molded there retreated deadly bands of reddish and bloody colors to form his keep and will now sleep until awaken by...RED.

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