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a husk, a shell that's fallen off
the back that bore it's long day
a struggle supreme to be released
redeemed from odious yesterdays
i gaze at this in stupefied wonder
and peer into the dusky swirls
of the distant pealing thunder
that offers a promise of new days
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Good write CB.
Thanks orchi
I'm lost in "dusky swirls of distant pealing thunder", beautiful imagery, beautiful words!
Glad you liked it!
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