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fledgist ([personal profile] fledgist) wrote2014-05-05 03:38 pm
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kind words of care

 when falls the echo on forgotten ground

none of our heroes can come up for air

since there is not one inch's room to spare

for exploration and we must confound

the masters of each noble hill and mound

who watch as we succumb to deep despair

and laugh while those who voice kind words of care

fall silent as our last good hopes are drowned

the long goodnight that none would dare to say

to any who has travelled through that cloud

past all the boundaries of human grime

is spoken now so we might reach a day

when all that's visible all that's allowed

within the reach of normal common time

is but the text of one less moral play

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