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Let the wolves run
Let the wolves run
I run faster
Let the wolves run
I am stronger
Sure of myself
I flex the muscles of my mind
No need to hide
I expel hexes in one breath,
You may not enter
Nor commit the theft
Of my soul
You are uninvited
Release the hatred from your heart
Vengeance is a waste of energy
To be enlightened is to be smart
And rise above, rise!
I a...
Saturday 10th February 2024 7:39 pm
The Watchers
they walk amid us like ghosts
looking not unlike you or me
wraiths without any identity
pursuing what can never be
lives spent seeking a quarry
elusive as a mountain puma
at the mercy of the elements
where joy is a mere rumour
should you subsist as they do
you'll not find peace or hope
never knowing who you are
means a mortal fight to cope
for if ...
Saturday 13th March 2021 11:00 am
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