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A collection of poems, tales, and feelings from around the world. From the life of a world traveler in exile. Top rating: #66 in poetry

My Elysium

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by professor-blue

by professor-blue

Oh my Elysium,

Rests in endless fields of tall grass,

Stretching out from the mountaintop,

And in the sparkle of the endless sea,

From which the sun rises every morning,

Within my kingdom, my home,

My Elysium shall stay,

And the winds shall forever guide me west,

Towards the tall grasses where I will feel safe,

And to the ports I shall stare out from,

To the sands soft and long,

To the peak where I find solace,

I will rest once more,

And she will whisper before I wake up,

Remember who you are.