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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)

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