DELYRIUM

BEING THE FIRST OF THREE VOLUMES

ANTHONY A. ANDERSON

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Across the outer realms our shadows dance,

Unfettered by those grim bonds of here and now,

To that ephemeral place where souls abide.

But what of inwards, to that obscure domain where delyrium lies?

There, constrained by dark delights, we would surely linger,

But there, within those hallowed halls, is a place we fear to tread.

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