Sunlyte

In the distance run
Apples of gold bring the sun
Back oh Hippolyte



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-03-13 at 08:04

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arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
As Melanion, Atlanta won
Apples of gold, fair to behold
From orchards of Iðunn grown
Through prized pomes, immortality gain.
2015-03-13