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| ID | 329 | ||
| See Also | Lore version | ||
| Collection | Words of the Poets | ||
| Needed for | Sleep for the Dead | ||
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Damp Page
A bleak poem
When winter comes
the old men sigh
they know their day
has come to die.
We all must drink
push to the brink
our hopes then sink
gone in a blink.