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Posted by MFish Profile 11/30/21 at 10:56PM Humor See more by MFish

A dot,
a period,
a space in time.
An era,
a place in line.
A gap,
an opening,
a portal,
a gate to go,
an age,
a date,
an object to show.
A word,
a sentence,
a paragraph below,
a time,
a life, so low,
a love
as others
and those you know.

I walk the night,
my head hanging down.
I'm not saddened,
just watching my step,
avoiding the puddles,
small watering holes,
where darkness is rich
much like the air,
laden with hope,
for the here and now,
as I, alone,
trod this path
towards a destination,
I do not know,
spare me the talk.
Spare me, my Soul
and I will in turn,
let myself go.

Long will I wander,
Long will I run,
until I arrive at
my first home.
Home in the Valley,
far from the sea,
where I still hear
voices calling for me.
Hide in the shadows,
if you choose not to run.
Lie in the vast meadow,
warmed by the Sun.
Stay there forever
until your journey is done.

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