The night soon falls
And the moon is dead
Shadows grow and loom
The wind whispers change
Iron boils in a cauldron true
Ancient phrases long forgotten
Will be whispered as a sweet nothing
Over orange flames of change
Take control of destiny
Write your own change
The forked path is yours to choose
Take heed and make way
COMMENTS
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Cadrewolf2
20:07 Nov 13 2024
Excellent
aquarius1972
20:19 Nov 13 2024
Cool
STABB666
05:27 Nov 14 2024
Don't go that way. Never go that way.