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Atop a mountain of crave

And there I stood, atop a mountain of crave. In front of me a misty forest of hope lay. I ran and descended deep, ignoring all fears, till I left behind everything but what I feel. Oh her sweet voice, how much I miss. To me, even hearing her name is bliss. I can't say no more, my breath has been taken. By none other, but Her, and back it hasn't been given. Lovers of old, help on me! It's just you, who can help! But the forest remained silent, no response to my yelp. I reached a grand tree, old as humanity itself, On its bark, ideas of how I should behave myself. But oh too stubborn I was, to ever follow, instead I would hurt, and carve my soul until it's hollow. But no amount of crying can fix what has been broken, Whether it be a heart, or a bond I wish was christened. So I walked farther, until I saw a large hill, I thought it may help, so I climbed it to see clear, And there I stood, atop a mountain of crave. In front of me a misty forest of hope lay

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Date: 4/7/2025 7:31:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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