Days of Yore
2018 Oct 14
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I have sailed to pristine shores.
I have forsaken my youthful spirit,
or has it wandered to fruitful lands?
Time is distant and bare.
The voyage of new springs
has been obscured by winter woes.
Red moon glimmers once more.
I now stand resolute, to what extenct?
©martin_d_angelus
days of yore [2018]
2018 Oct 14
Martin D Angelus
Desde 2018 Mayo 12
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