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The Well (Free verse) by Caducus

The well is now dry, Yet the bucket keeps coming, Falling in to darkness. Wishes drowned in silver. Ageing Queens weigh me down. A distant circle of light, But the miry walls keep me trapped, There is a ladder, But I’ve forgotten how to climb. (inspired by Jeremi Handrinos)

Bachus 13-Aug-03/1:16 PM
The well is dry.
Yet, buckets keep coming.
Falling into that blackhole.

Wishes & drowning shimmering coins.
Aged leaders weighing me down.
Distant circles of light.
But miry walls keep me trapped.
There was a ladder.
But I've long since hit bottom."

Thank you, I did an edit for you too. feel free to pick and choose from any components i've modifeid or introduced. I am very flattered as always, and am your friend.




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