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Sage (Free verse) by DreamerSupreme
Quiet whispers
Sending slow shivers
While under covers
Slow visions of the past
Present, and future
The whirlwind of faces
Old places of battle
Like a calm serene field
Green and beautifull
But the scarred warrior
Can only see the mud
And blood seeping
Deep into the earth
From birth tormented
All his pain he
Could have prevented
Yet.. perhaps it was
A choice made for
Wise reasons
Lessons ingrained deep
Into my unconquered mind
All the tales and multicolored lives
I find
Bound to succeed at every cost
The raw spirit applied wisdom
And calm thought to itself
All has been won long ago
The illusion of time
Was what required the path
To play out
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