Stride for long we wake alone
Bring rise from our own
Anything brings a nothing effect
Chosen within one’s own defect
What will be ones hardened delight
Of what we search on moonlit night
Keeper of love and will to play
Knowing what we hate most in a day
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Short Story / Religion and Spirituality
Short Story / Fantasy
Poem / Poetry
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