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In front of Commercialism

Far, farther, farthest You are forced to retreat, fleeing Into the farthest pristine land Of the inner world beyond the horizon Where the white silences of the arctic The natural balances between life and land May offer you a bunker, where you can Position your soul against all enemy fire

Black Fox Literary Magazine Issue #3  

The Winter Issue of Black Fox Literary Magazine featuring new fiction, poetry, non-fiction and photography.

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