Risum
XV. Risum
There stood a man advanced in years.
Peering out I know not where.
He spoke one word I have yet to comprehend.
Of such weight he bore I dare not tread.
Upon this utterance his journeys end.
To take up his charge my duty lie.
So I'm bound.
Risen I forge.
© veritatem voluntatem 2015?
Copyright © Uns Sdf1 | Year Posted 2016
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