The sky is clear
Shrouded in blue clouds
Dark with colour
The Goddess of the Moon
Touches down upon the earth
Her silver strikes gleaming across the sky
The Lord of the Forest
Roars in delighted return
Pelting down the tears of the ocean
They dance together
Air sweeting
In the cool winds
Turmoil and raging beautifully
Most hide in fright
For some, it is time to live truly
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It's raining. And I'm, I'm tired.
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Fleeting Concepts, Strung Together
RandomAttempting to write every day aside from the school work that is overdue and piling up. If I don't work on my main ideas stuff will be written here, plots, poems, shorts, timelines, or just me babbling. This won't be updated every day, most of it wi...
