Kit Strait Poems

Open doors that you can see,
And you shall come to rescue me.
Close the doors you cannot see
And we shall rest eternally.
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Come fly the many skies with me
Come fly the many skies for free
Or stay on land and see the jungles
Or even bother your aunts and uncles
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Night is darkness nevermore,
Light is jarring now and before.
The thing beyond the gates, always creeping,
Is dark and hideous, never sleeping.
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I stay awake all night, thinking.
While my brothers are all out drinking.
I do not understand why,
Someone has to die,
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The light is fading.
The dark is come.
The white horse is turning brown.
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Spirits that are always willing
to clean up for the killing,
of the souls of the young,
with us monsters, among
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The water be cold
an' the waves be rough.
We be old
an' we be tough.
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The fates have willed it,
so it shall be.
Now the light is lit.
The light is me.
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