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to thine own self (and you) be true.


 
To find that secret place  
'Tis once buried;  
O' fathomless profound  
thine own storied [mis]fortune
pondering the mere slight.  
Perhaps thy burning thoughts  
of divinely need?  
As once, such burden form and fit  
when hidden o'er dawn's dewy hilltops  
of grassy blades
that cut
a deepest green  
mixed  
amongst crimson hue'd;  
Hence so dense and heavy marked
here, in all acquired bold,  
conjoined by sheer providence, now ours.  
Keep chested locked in iron clasp  
forever shared betwixt  
us two,
we poor dire lovely souls.  
To now a harmonious
This love,
ventured gained in gold  
 
 
 
 
Written by Bluevelvete
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Author's Note
©Blu2021
Missy's Ye Olde English comp
inspired by #21. Uhtceare
This means lying awake worrying before dawn. We all do this, we just didn’t know there was a word for it. Say it now, like this: oot-key-are-a.

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Well it's a learning curve, for sure. That's why comps are fun because you can gain experience writing in a way you normally wouldn't, which helps to expand horizons. Imo
This is my early morning worrying and sharing my troubles with my best friend who always helps to shoulder any burdens and vice versa.
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