Novo Capitulo - Poem by Avery Eglantine
As I walk upon the Narrow path
No coming back was set
As I step on a shallow wrath
One foot was unto death
I hear voices from the dark
and of fading strong drum beats
The voice that tells the back of my head
that lately I'll be dead.
But the honey, the gold, the diamonds
The knowledge & the love was Ahead
To taste unending sweet new bonds
All your longing will be fed.
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