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Secrets of Long Ago
Secrets of long ago,
Ones that once were gold,
Now have all turned to mold.
A storm is brewing ahead,
As thunder screams in the dead-
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ominous
Folk story,
Moon of doom,
Soon bonds bloom,
Color of glory,
Storms roll on,
Sword of story.
Flood on down,
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The Sun's Return
On a day with borrowed light,
warmth and comfort is found in the early night.
The day of the sun’s return,
Is dark and cold.
The only light in the sky-
are the soft stars that shy-
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Loves
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From the Caves of the Sky
Mist still lingers,
Weighting the world,
Each droplet, each dewdrop,
Catching in the sun,
Refracting each ray,
But not quite like the sky,
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I, the minotaur
here I sit-
bathed in darkness
trapped beyond reach of the sunI do not touch the poor creatures they cast into my darkness
flesh does not satiate me
so I chew on my rage -
Autumn Arriving
Autumn! She's here at last, sweeping about the earth in a whirlwind of color.
Now turn the days to cool, and the nights to cold! -
Drive
Take me on a drive.
I'll roll the window down,
stick out my hand,
let it
soar through the air,
fly on the speed,
fly on the wind.
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Ember
From a mere ember
the amber ignites
From a mere gust
The speckles of amber spread
From a mere kindleThe flock of amber glows
From a mere day
