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The Last Resort

It, the Creature-
One of those ways scripted to the jungle
Should Her be melancholic?
For she doesn't diverge in all
‘‘Halt! What stays to those deep dark woods?
May yes may no, liberations so far, big or small? ''

A gaze of light arrived from a third
Perhaps stands here a better presumption
A quest to remain or a plunge with the fall
‘'Tis' a better road with pastures of red?
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Friday, November 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: confusion,god,nature
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