Justin Gildow Poems

Reaching the Dire Mire Marsh
We can see the quicksand
We can see the decayed trees and muddied branches
And many other disgusting and dying things here in this quagmire
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With the treasured island yo-you in my hand
And many healing potions, magical items, and special weapons in my possesion
And knowing that the Southern Cross is on my side
I know I'm not defenseless
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It's almost midnight on C-Island
The days here seem to be locked forever in the heat of summer
But I wouldn't want it any other way
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I've escaped from the hospital
Which I count my blessings
As I could've been killed back there
Hopped in a truck with a trucker
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Look at us
Just about to be boyfriend and girlfriend
So many feelings and emotions flashing in our eyes
And our hearts are pounding furiously like vibrations from a sledgehammer
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For the lovers in Canada
The days are extremely dull
But the nights are definitely exciting
And somehow in some way
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Standing under this tree
Enjoying the shade
You all line up in the street
You're all set for the street parade
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I sit on a bench near the beach
Thinking the day over

You come over and give me a balloon
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Welcome to the Fairie Festival
Where kubiando is the most well known word
Where many come and gather from all around the world
Where some of the flowers grow to the size of trees
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Tonight's their night of judgement
Where their lives will be fullfilled
Or they'll part ways heartbroken
Many words will be spoken
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