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Whimsical Wisdom

Through Dreams of Doom

Winter's Warmth did Bloom.

Shattered Skies and Lies

Gloom's Eyes stood Disguised.

Golden Beacons loomed

With welcoming light to exhume

Shimmering Shadow's Fumes

And Silent cries from a tomb.

When tears reign the womb

Where the night fills the room

A wild wind gently sighs

So the blind may lead the wise

To a fire that will rise

Breathing life to demise

And a home that never dies.

Topic(s) of this poem: self reflection

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 19, 2019

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