Ananta Drusus Ectorius Poems

Oh, Holy night
Oh, Holy night
Night like a light
Lighting up my life
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Sometimes I stare through my roof,
O'er the bright Orange Sky,
Looking Past the countless sparkles,
And Lo Behold,
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I can wait years.
Can see the whites
Those rosy lines and pearls laying across
As I hear the quirky melody from the pearls
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The barren land once fertile,
Now fell in men's hands futile,

The sacrifice of strongest being borne by the nature
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The children walked.
Then they began to run.
Why are we running, one asked?
No one knew. They ran faster.
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The mistakes that I made,
The foregone's I drag along with,
And the memories that haunt me,
All alone brings a smile
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A half filled coffee cup
Just the way life is all about
Fulfilling like evening
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