Spirit Within Wave
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The soul rises from the night
waving the storm's sand out of sight
In the dead of night
burn medieval epistles in my blood
double the vow plight
At the plea of an orphan ode fight
I spread and hark my puff light
Realm ruining the fleet's walls flood
half heart
Half of it dwells a lush vale apart
where the olive trees start
what a plea arid
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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