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TONIC

 
I feel them in the breeze
Blasting through my hair
I hear them in the trees
Whistling as I stare
As a thunder cracks
Behind my back


Always my flame ascends
To light the darkest eyrie
Always the river bends
My tonic of rosemary


I taste them in my mouth
Wicked words exchanged
I smell them when I'm out
Only thing unchanged
As a lightning peeks
Beyond the peak


Always my shoulders ache
An anchor that I carry
Always my dreams behave
Like tonics of rosemary
Written by UbiquitousVoid
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Author's Note
An ode for those long gone, ne obliviscaris.
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