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Silence rises in the clamor

Like a sunset in the winter,

Taking over with soft power;

A running prey but no hunter.

As grow the murmurs of nothing

Among the young, among the old,

No leaf is even heard falling,

Not a word from coward or bold.

As night rising over the Earth

Colors it all in vibrant black,

What has been gained is what they lack;

Of gold is understood the worth.

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Be tall, be strong and be handsome they said,

Be kind, be gentle, keep a level head.

Be proud of yourself and what you can do,

But don’t do better than those around you,

Be the most beautiful and so unique,

But not too different it’d make them speak…

Be happy or rich but don’t work too hard

For many before you have returned scarred.

Be loving and caring to all around

Lest they act differently on our ground.

Be open-minded, be intelligent,

Do not ask, just follow; be diligent.

Be crazy, be clever and change the world!

Be sane, don’t you see what is at us hurled?

How am I to know who am I to be

If you will not say what you want from me?

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Not my best. One of the first in a while that I know I will have to rework.

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On battlefields of old

Where many heroes bold

Clash with villains of strength

In dreams of conquering,

The road to peace goes length…

Some there are wandering,

What point lies behind this?

For to give the name Rift

To this land, this abyss,

Is to not wish a swift

End to this bloody war.

Even before death’s door

There is no surrender

‘Til one lies asunder.

But perhaps on these three

Paths now so long forlorn

Where hope glows, hearts go free,

Anew can love be born.

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I miss you when you are gone

I miss you when you are here

My heart will never be done

Missing you my dear.

I search for you in my dreams,

I search for you when I wake,

But each time I do it seems

Like I might soon break.

I see you when you are near,

I see you when you are far,

Within my mind I can hear

The song of your star.

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“All those missed shots. I’ve even begun wondering if Cupid might not be a Stormtrooper after all…”

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Across plains of tall grass

Atop a trusted steed

– Wide new lands to venture –

He rides towards the sun

Rising in the distance,

Away from enemies.

The proud king fox and the young lass,

In their heart already the seed

Of freedom and of adventure,

Towards a new dawn they both run

To give meaning to existence

And hear the wide world’s melodies.

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I ask, who can now stop these two?

Who can hope to ever capture

Those who always somehow pull through?

None, for now, can break this rapture.

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In the distance, mountains growing,

They glide through grass as air on wing.

Time too is growing near

Yet, despite this knowledge,

In their hearts lies no fear

– The dungeon at the edge.

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And what of in a hundred thousand million years

When no breathing soul even remembers our names?

Tell me now, tell me true, what will become these fears?

Even the universe will once forget our games…

Weigh you this love of ours as a simple token

That could be lost from us or easily broken?

No, it is more precious to me than gold or life.

Then worry not my dear, we shall bow to no strife.

I cannot promise all, always is much to strong,

However my darling I can promise you long…

Do you trust me? I do. Believe in me? I do!

Then to your darkest fears there needs not much ado.

So must we wait for time simply to pass and carve?

Yes my love trust in us, our hearts will never starve.

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A feather in the air

Soon softly kiss the ground

As sure as mother earth

Each day dances around.

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Wealthy suits and glasses on,

Let us start a game, our own;

One second and we are gone

With it all, we become bone,

But do not think we are done

While you still sit on your throne.

We will chase from dusk to dawn

The one who killed the white fawn;

Oh my dear please do not frown,

You have the right to look down

But never to be perplexed

For we are the dark night’s son

And we strike in unison

Those who have our brother hexed.

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