Wearing the Claw
'Twas Crisis -- All the length had passed That dull -- benumbing time There is in Fever or Event -- And now the Chance had come -- The instant holding in its claw The privilege to live Or warrant to report the Soul The other side the Grave. -- Emily Dickinson Welcome to WEARING THE CLAW... [Please press SPACE to continue]
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