Dark and silent
Is the night
The chill kisses
The skin
Fear creeps
As the streets
Are lonely
with
No one in sight
Just the moon
And creatures
Of the night
Only thieves
Work during
This ungodly hour
It's a long way
Back home
When one has
Lost their
Way.
One always loses
Their way
Yet there
Are many roads
That lead
Back home
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Beautiful Beings
NezařaditelnéCollection of poetry based on human strength and resilience #1 rhetoric #3 human beings #7 perseverance #11 perseverance
