Is this you, running toward me, in the dying light of our star? Is it you, or your double, or your servant? I know it cannot be you, how much I wished it were. But I know: I lost you, eons ago, far away. Tonight I remember, the long voyage, the hopes, the battles. And you, your beauty, your strength, the knight this girl dreamed of. I see you, slaying the devils, archangel in a shiny armour. I see the broken sword.
And now this: a dying star, a dead sea. All hopes lost, so few of us left, waiting for the end, on the glistening sand.
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Dreams and tragedy seem to go hand in hand…
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Outstanding imagery!
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I loved this!
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Wishes, then memories then acceptance. A beautifully written piece.
My story!
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Wow, putting perspective of life & death in a short few words. Outstanding! 🙂
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What a sad story. Well written!
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I see the broken sword.
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