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Between Two Giants The Artist Finds His Muse
The valley in-between
There lies a perfect corpse
Two giants intervene
In this painting out of sorts
The sky, saddened she rains
Tears of empathetic woe
Upon the granite pains
In the glen and dales below
She lay there still asleep
Under the giants futile gaze
In the mountains death does keep
Her torment and malaise
Darkness does take form
From his artist hand and bloom
The fury of her storm
Upon the brush and palette of doom
There lies a perfect corpse
Two giants intervene
In this painting out of sorts
The sky, saddened she rains
Tears of empathetic woe
Upon the granite pains
In the glen and dales below
She lay there still asleep
Under the giants futile gaze
In the mountains death does keep
Her torment and malaise
Darkness does take form
From his artist hand and bloom
The fury of her storm
Upon the brush and palette of doom
Published 27th Apr 2021
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