Samuel Dickinson · Aug 16, 2010
R.A.S.

In search of a discovery
Worthy of my time
While so many
Twisting shadows stalk me
Feeding on my determination

A blue sky crackles with lightning
Instantly gray.

I hide behind my walls of sound
My fearless protectors
And dare not venture out

into the storm

Copyright 2010 by Samuel Dickinson. All rights reserved.
 
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