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Cave

Bleeding on bed of thorns 
I descried a cave of woe alluring 
End of that happiness dwells .



Leaving the cave of body 
life flees with the messenger of 
death to her final home .


Seasons sleep in the cave 
of time to reappear with the call 
of the piper  Earth .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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