Zzang: Archive – Random Poem

 

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Am I ready.
What were the days that I thought so free?
We walked the great divide,
hand in hand together you and me.
We walked on the rocks,
We danced in the air,
We looked over the edge our magic was every wear.
The wind swept our sorrows away
Our minds lost in the moonlight,
bathed in the cool wake of the rivers tide.
What was this day?
The day we walked the Great Divide.

-China Tenshi (Aimee Archambault)

 

 

 

 

 

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