Louis Borgo Poet Dramatic Verse

Voyage of Day

I feel the shadow of the ashes from the most deepest spark,

Dam a will dam a fog eastern it come,

Swallow the pit bit of a nail lights out, 

Lord of the mountain fare of a will,

Dam a will dam a fog eastern it come,

Distance of a cousin forbidden it is sin,

Louder the thunder down come a throne,

Words look folk and pitch I could tell all to well words, 

From suggest can bow a heel,

Dam a will dam a fog eastern it comer,

Rain of might torn from the sky heaven forbidden sin out sin, 

I all ask may tell a tell of tell my dear.

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