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Rush Cygnus X 1 Book Ii Hemispheres

Into blinded hemispheres Some who did not figh Brought tales of old to light My 'rocinante' sailed by night On her final flight To the heart of cygnus

But still neither force would yield. The people were divided, Every soul a battlefield. II. APOLLO: BRINGER OF WISDOM ------------------------------------------------------------- "

But still neither force would yield. The people were divided, Every soul a battlefield. II. APOLLO: BRINGER OF WISDOM ------------------------------------------------------------- "