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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She left me in the empty darkness So lost in the world I search for her, An invisible force drags me to the forlorn eagle, Both our chains bond together And Eagle and I entwine our souls, Thus we embark on our desperate journey, We ascend over peaked rising mountains, And failing White clouds, Searching for the unknown piece, That has chained us to the ground, Gazing through his eyes in the sky, we see her, We watch her nurture the flowers on the land, So provoked we christen to her in the weightless air, Sensing my voice she lifts her porcelain head, Familiar of her smile I sense a separation commence, Zooming in on her face I feel the knots tighten, Disillusioned By the sight of her eyes, There is nothing but despair, And once again we ascend over peaked rising mountains, And failing white Clouds, Searching for that unknown piece, That has chained us to the ground, And fixated on the earth we spot her, And once again we christen to her in the weightless air, Discerning us in the Violet sky, She Smiles and signals us to come, The knots begin to loosen, But as we progress closer I hear her call my name Listening to her foreign voice I flee, So distressed by this misconstrue event, My hope begins to diminish with the clouds, So we flee to the forgotten rock, And sit on the rusted gray stone looking unto the sky And watch history reveals itself through the stars, And we travel back in time to obtain her, We wish to feel her presence, To touch her delicate soft skin, And to have her hold us once more in her arms, But as we search through time and space, I cannot find one sole essence of her Existence
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