A River Pulse
Coldy he states, grinding his teethThe life that you wish is held far, far beneath
A wink and a gest, and the man walks away
Whispering, "Find it," as the sun sets your day
And the chilly mind set that you find yourself in
Is only required for the journey to end
Dive deep deep below, and find that which you need
Do so from glory and light, not so greed
Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-02-01 at 01:06
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