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The Parallel Road
Contributed by
Aureoverinicus
on
Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 10:36:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Through winters pitch and icy mold No stranger story has been told Of memry past and dj vu From logics feint and thoughts askew.
I tracked my way through arctic path; Stolid suffring of cold winds wrath. When what could anguish have me see? A slow, advancing peace decree.
He fought against this sultry storm And in my scrutiny, wits inform Of startling likeness and a charm To which my thoughts they did alarm.
On evry feature we did share And to my mind this would declare That we two pilgrims are the same: Alike in plight and human shame.
My quantum equal glanced my way And sight apparent was dismay, For out he brought an olive branch And sought he then my life to stanch.
He cried from past and veins of pain On view of choice and pitys shame. He struck with might and knowledge blown Of heartache, loss, and feelings bone.
Yet as my blood flowed to his need, I stroked his cheek and then agreed By merge to one, past sins forgive And through this plight we justly live.
A snowflake hovered in the air As mutual interest merged with care And slowing winds of night and gale Had borne the likeness of our tale.
My wintry path borne bold and true Had vexed old scars of ancient hue And seen a storm transcribed to light As silence reigned throughout the night.
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Aureoverinicus
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2005-04-26 22:36:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Parallel Road
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 11:02:20 PM AEST (User
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reads like a classic bed-time piece, lovely piece of writing.
~Remy~ |
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