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Sepia Dream
Young, strolling and taking in a view, Of a sepia toned land where wheat is whispering my name, While walking I look off in the distance where hills of gold continue for miles on, The sky is red and the clouds are grey in spiral motions, Feeling a rumble in the ground, and I break into a run, Heavy breathing and a heart pounding out of my chest, I turn my head to find I’m being chased by a big black dog, About seven hands high with fire eyes and smoke pouring off of its coat, Keep running with wheat growing to hit my face, Stop I scream and plant my feet like roots into the ground, facing the demon, It sits down, I ask it who he is and why he’s chasing me, He says in a low voice, you were lonely and I thought you wanted to play, My name is Daru, and I am a friend here to warn you of troubles ahead, You will suffer love, loss and hardship but you shall run anymore, Come on my back and I will take you to the shore, you will escape to the lands of yor, Soothing his voice, I get on the demons back and feel its soothing warmth, We ride for days till we get to shore, made of steal and powered by the wheal, We jump on and off away from the known to lands untold.
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