The old wind blowing swiftly through the night
where the rolling of the sea starts to scream
out its own agony to me in darken dreams,
the sounds are painful as it tumbles along
like an old sad ancient song.
- Judy Emery © 1984 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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FantasíaDURING MY LIFE During my life, I had to learn to meet my adversity gracefully, in my active life, I have amused myself in writing poems, I scribbled words down, and see where it would lead me it didn't matter what kind of place I was at, or emotions...
