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Beneath the Radiant

Sinking into me
This silver broadsword
Pull it from my chest

Sheathe it in your gold
Transmuted from my ash
Collected from our final clash

Lying atop a branch
Atop the mighty tree
Born from my death

Reach down, angel
Pull me from the dirt
I can't see the world

Underneath your light
The glare is far too strong
I've stared for too long

The world is born again
You've learned to fly again
I'm buried once again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 6/16/2016 8:55:00 PM
Derek,, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your awesome words today. ~SKAT~
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