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Wilted Words

A small spot to goof around with writing poetry and thinking out loud.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

The Hunter

Hush now child
The wolf has come
Howling above the wind

Guard closely your words
It is the unspoken
That Haunts us

Their utterance
shatters
Love, hope, and dreams


Posted by Orion's Enigma at 5:28 PM

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