Shine

Calm blue waters dimly lit sky a peaceful journey in the pale moonlight. Crickets chirp to ease the soul to weight the lids of the young and old. The world sleeps and here I walk thinking of verses acting out thoughts. Watching the stars mark eons in time for the minutes are marked be mere men like I. But minutes make hours and the hours make days giving each man the stars mortal ray, and hopefully others with thoughts such as mine will walk the same road and remember my shine.

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michael-hughes

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