Scythians

Scythians

 

In a skin tent

Covered with furs

She’s been abducted by Scythians

To be their deity and

Is quite pleased with the situation

She says I can visit her but

When I return to my world

It will be a hundred years later

And everyone I know will be dead

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memory documentation and manipulation
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