Haven to most
A hell to few
Trembling above a stockish view
Eden's branch of pioneering blues
Wailing cows
Ostracized truth
Robbery of a tenderheated youth
Simply the death of time ticks
Trickling with gory bits
Garnish is amiss, the trolls do wonder
Elsewhere the narrator sits
Not a above, but laughing at the thoughts of a ponder
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