The Staff of All

The Staff of All

A Poem by Maximoo
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Just a little something I was thinking of in the shower :)

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The staff of all calls to me
Beckons me
Invites me

All power it holds
All greatness it bestows
All mistakes it corrects
All hope it contains

And here it is
Right in front of me

I grab it
It grabs back
I wake up
And search for it once again

But then again I didn't write this poem
Reality did

© 2018 Maximoo


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Added on February 4, 2018
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