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Reimundo Castro Dec 2010
Walk upon my shrouded world
dancing in the rain, with wings unfurled
feel the bite of the winter cold
what is it that this world holds?

differences as far as the eyes can see
walk upon a forest of dancing trees
the world as you imagine it to be
this hallowed place will set you free

listen close, the grass sings beneath your feet
this entire world moves to your heartbeat
watch the clouds fly above the street
relax for awhile, take a seat

this shrouded world is hidden from view
I share this sanctuary with only you
Copyright Reimundo Castro
This poem is unfinished, Id like a few responses before I decide if I want to continue it or not

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