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More Than a Crest, on a Squall.... a
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July 2016 More Than a Crest, on a Squall.... a
Mournful cry.
One day I'll soar,
and never fall.
To rise above Valhalla,
where....
I'll take my place,
amidst, that hallowed.....
hall.
While....
Sadness, is pit,
full ....
of despair.
My heart, was ever true.
Though cleaved, and soured.
Before, it was turned, to dust.
Ever will it emulate,
my passions,
my hunger, and my lust.
While my tears,
turn,
to crystalline.
Mere bonds, will bind me not,
for in this world.....,
My soul, was touched.....
By, a
Chill.
Giajl © Jim Love
