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Myth, Greece, a Warrior, a Bard!


Submitted:Dec 9, 2006    Reads: 63    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Will there really be a morning?
Is there such thing as day?
From the mountains, I could see it.

If I were tall, as they?

Has it skin like Lilles?
Has it breath, like honey?
Is it brought from Olympus, in Greece?

Of which I have never been.

Oh, thy lone warrior!
Oh, thy lone bard!
Please tell a little word?

Where the place called morning, lies.

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