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As Tidias searchs forest, through forest, field through field, and woods through woods all over the world he can't find the medillion. The Medillion. The only thing he needs. But where is it!
All I could feel was a loof one dark night I took a stroll to the river, I sat on the bed of the shore.
Abundantly thought went through my head, that I was alone.
I looked to the sky as the starry night persist above me.
I Said in silence Lord if you are with me show me a...
By Clark Thompson
its about a man trying to figure out how he could have prevented the death of his friend 20 yrs. ago and while trying to come to terms with it saw it happening to the next generation nothing he could do or say would prevent them either.
Emotion rippling into a spiral of despair of what has to be and what we cannot even tell the one we love
My self wonders..
Poetry | Updated Nov 18, 2008 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 19 | Likes: 31
on pristine bays
within the stream
A beautiful, autumn moon, tonight,
within the celestial sky.
a tawny colored sea