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An Escape! Not the First! I know won't be the last. But this one was fruitful. Cover Image by Toa Heftiba https://unsplash.com/@heftiba

Tall Tale

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by Hellopitty34

by Hellopitty34

Part 1

A guy so old, still quite bold

As his journey unfolds, hear me as a tale retold

On foot one step at a time, he serenely arrives,

The climb of Mount Penglai, he strives.

His only fear was Billy A Bao Yu,

Whose sight was silly,

I bid him adieu.

Their voices were loud, echoing toward heaven.

The summit frozen in white was dim,

Hiding some clue of the epic within,

But Billy with his caravan was soon there

His ride roars thunder,

Destroying the peaceful silence, I wonder

"How shall I get rid of this thunder"

"I just want to be free" I mused

roaring thunder on the summit, a not-so-peaceful tribute.

Wherever people are, even conflict is abused,

Where Can I find some cheerful truce?

I am conflicted since I can't find it in distant

Is it true, that I will find it, If I remain persistent

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