Rescue from the Dungeon of Despair

It’s so dark. It’s so dank. The air is heavy, The atmosphere oppressive in this grotto, The dungeon of despair, And of hopelessness. I have some friends down there. They sit on the filthy floor among many others in the gloom, Some hugging their knees, All of them with their backs against the cold, stone… Read More Rescue from the Dungeon of Despair

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