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A Visit to a Meandering Past
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the trail is cold now
the feet that once walked
down that path
in the woods
walk no more
the breath, subtle scent of cigarettes
no longer inhale the smell
of the tranquil wood
all is quiet
regrets in the eyes of Doe
the kingdom is quiet
no owl hoots
no deer passes
the golden dusts rest
upon grass and leaves
the boat had cross
with coins from eyes taken
for fare
and Styx's dark water
is with boats again.
the trail is cold now
the feet that once walked
down that path
in the woods
walk no more
the breath, subtle scent of cigarettes
no longer inhale the smell
of the tranquil wood
all is quiet
regrets in the eyes of Doe
the kingdom is quiet
no owl hoots
no deer passes
the golden dusts rest
upon grass and leaves
the boat had cross
with coins from eyes taken
for fare
and Styx's dark water
is with boats again.
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