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A Poem by Pól
How can one unravelthe tangled threadsof time,for without darknesslight can never shine.And how can we be guidedby words writin antiquityfor another t..
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A Poem by Pól
I satin my lairlistening,at first a distant patterthen harder, louderbatter, batter, batterdrumming its steady,insistent beaton glass cymbalsthat fram..
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A Poem by Pól
Cold coldlime green wasteenvelopsdistorting the rythmeof a beating hearta tranquil stepfrom receivingthe eternal truthlong kept from manresting in sol..
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A Poem by Pól
Coupled at the waist,
joined at the hip
locked together
in passionate embrace
delving deeper and deeper
to squeeze the last drops
of juice
heav..
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A Poem by Pól
A superflous thoughttwists and turnsin fervent frenzyunable to breachthe inner sanctumthat rests beneaththat fissured brow.Furtive darting eyesbright ..
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A Poem by Pól
I danglefrom the precipicefingers dug deepinto earth, crumblingholding onto lifefor what its worthblood gushing through every sinewthe tipsred and raw..
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A Poem by Pól
I dreamtof time beforewhen I was youngthe idle finger of destinyyet to pointthe direction of my fate.I trodthe paththat stretched before meas I walked..
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A Poem by Pól
Autumn rustlesfrom silent slumber deepliftinga groggy headrubbingsleep from bleary eyes,that rail against the light.Coming, the nightslong and darkfil..
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A Poem by Pól
The title means "the sword of Light" This is a rough first draft + I will add to + amend in due course.
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A Poem by Pól
This is my attempt to say sorry.
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