In the midst of cloudy shades,when the winds are east,a red sun - TopicsExpress



          

In the midst of cloudy shades,when the winds are east,a red sun rises.a vioce loudy and still,strange but familiar,sings of a name all to often heard but yet dismayed,it calls out whispering-remember.though the shreilings are obvious,the oblivion still lies ahead,unspoken of like christmas in august.a time cometh wen the jewels are but stones and the gold,mere fine princles.wen all joy in wealth is gone,only one thing doth remaineth- the fathers love for his child. It never went nowhere. Just a piece for you dad,I hope you like it.I love you.
Posted on: Thu, 23 Jan 2014 22:32:49 +0000

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