Poetry

If Only…

If Only…

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  Oh, how I miss the glorious fields of battle. To be entrenched in combat, fending off my foes with sword and shield. Thrusting…

Eyrie

Eyrie

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My mother told me once She told me people would never understand me. It’s not surprising I feel like I don’t fit in with…

Untitled

Untitled

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She lost her train of thought. Being unsure of where she left it, She figured it would turn up as needed. Moments pass in…