At the Lake

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When they reached the lake, 

they saw the most glorious view a man could possible see,

and so they sat there, seizing every moment of their blissful life.


Him with his art, her with music... 

giving lives to poetry, lyrics, and a drawing, 

to portray themselves on another medium... 

and as the day went by, 

they laid back, to the song of Neil Armstrong...



*This poem would be a great sneak peek for my new short story collection. Coming soon... :) 

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