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I Draw a Line

Light of early dawn
came trickling through his pane
a plain stalk in the fields of unknown sow
least felt reap and the reigning deep

He saw where his dagger hung
Sheathed safely on the wall of sprung
In swollen tides or calm, he lived by
the swell of the sea

A vow to succor
Save, content, not ask for more
what goes over, on or under
is here to stay

Plunder the thunder
It is the Summer night
Shining in the galaxy
Like a friend in the shadow

I draw a fine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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June 11, 2016 at 11:20 PM
ERA GROVE, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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