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The Mourning Mead

 Faceless names abound
Lying in the mourning mead
Pillars of the guild

Rolling emerald hills
Shrouding death and it's remains
Glisten sorrow's dew

A hint of fresh soil
Floating in the autumn breeze
Causes trees to shake

The dark of the day
Braids itself in misery
Among the flowers

I lie on my back
Watching black clouds roll the sky
And fade into naught
DavidChthonian
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