Blood Rune Lines Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Blood Rune Lines
Transcends time
Blood runs
deep to sleep
Memories of ancient linage
still drive this body alive
Wisdom of the ages
such have many ignored
Special gifts of those
you know I speak
Still passed down
so few to keep
Minds are muddled
instead of cuddled
Knowledge will in the culling
be cut from they of those
Whom have such gifts Called GRACE
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