*Backstory of this poem: I wrote this poem a long time ago because a friend gave me four words and told me to make them my own. I did and this was the result. Those four words were traveler, body, spirit and night*
The night was full of shadows. The traveler's spirit heavy with anticipation. So close to his destination when he collapsed. His body had finally given out from dehydration.
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Book Of Random Poetry
PoetryI write poetry occasionally and when I do it turns out sad but meaningful. Some are silly. Those are rare though. Hope you enjoy my poetry
