ShadowsA Poem by MythLaw class inspires odd things.
The clouds flow
Like wisps of smoke Difting, dark In the moon's glow. Black on black, Invisible. Sky and smoke, Indivisible. A light in the east Turns black to blue And I watch it go As I'm missing you... Won't Your Shadows Fade? © 2011 Myth |
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