“Tarry, traveler from far abode - how fare?”
And so way leads on to way (another road)
Where we may never over-stay.
And overstrode, the bricks beat an unbroken path;
The sun will heat eternal day,
And bright it be, shall never blare, but glow:
The light of day that, silent, whispers “go...”
- Author: Reivax Camlost ( Offline)
- Published: May 9th, 2018 16:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
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