wystswolf

poetry

Break upon me as water on the rocks.

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There's a lot of ways a day can be perfect.

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Or To Come

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Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows:

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The walls of silence Are already beginning to rise.

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Gravity binds us all. But some more than others.

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STOP! THIEF!

And make no mistake, this world is villainous. Absolutely villainous. It takes and takes and takes. The only gifts we get, it takes back.

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Oh, my friend, You sound lost to day. Has someone Driven you astray?

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