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I sat by the fire alone, Snug in my blanket of thoughts – Incessant. The wood turned Amber, And then dark like the thoughts – Unpleasant. I looked out of the window, At the snow covered stillness – Silent. And a loan leaf clung on, To the lonely tree in wilderness – Resilient. I praised its resolve To be connected, to stay - Forever. With every blow of the wind, It grew stronger, unafraid- Vigor. Then came the storm Injuring the lonesome silence – Blood. A battle lost, a battle won, The flinching fist left the leaf to fall – Thud.
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
The Thud
I sat by the fire alone, Snug in my blanket of thoughts – Incessant. The wood turned Amber, And then dark like the thoughts – Unpleasant. I looked out of the window, At the snow covered stillness – Silent. And a loan leaf clung on, To the lonely tree in wilderness – Resilient. I praised its resolve To be connected, to stay - Forever. With every blow of the wind, It grew stronger, unafraid- Vigor. Then came the storm Injuring the lonesome silence – Blood. A battle lost, a battle won, The flinching fist left the leaf to fall – Thud.
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Apr 23, 2013
Apr 23, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
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