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And so, they walk about
First time, he did not flout
First time, he was just stout
First time, he had no doubt
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Across a river, they stumble
Stone, silhouettes that rumble
A sour breeze of mumble
With currents forever humble
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“’Tis the Streams of Shattered Dreams,
Hopeless as it seems
Around, you can hear screams
Avoid it, everyone deems.”
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Night at Sunrise
PoetryLost but courageous, a little girl searches for her pet cat in a world of troubled gloom, where she meets a man, masked in blinding darkness. This was written and posted on NearGroup, and as per a request, I decided to post it here.
