Hunter Hansen

Sunken Graves

The wide road to the edge leads to a place no one wishes to find
And only one step leads to journeys of unfathomable lengths
All it takes is one spark to set a forest alight, one word to start a burning love

In sunken graves at parliament, circles of old
Was where the dreaming ceased and dreaming begun
To imagine a world of hurt without pain
Dunes, deserts and trees without rain
The nocturnal gray subsided over valleys of bones

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