Echoes Of Fallen Aeons - Poem by David Lacey
Our dreams are as real as we allow them to be,
Open up your heart to the world,
There's more to love than at first meets the eyes.
We must learn to hear the howling winds,
To here fables spoken upon them by the giants
For far of distant valleys, great murmurings from
Ancient caverns, echoes of fallen aeons.
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