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the eternox

Posted in poetry, therapy by Bill Charlson on August 13, 2011

I chase, no I dont chase the wind,
but it is the sun I stalk, and dreams I want.
material passions, lost in the waves
trials of gold, make me unknown.
somewhere over this steel rainbow,
there is a land far off, over the lies,
where wisdom is living in her home,
happiness stirs me by and by, I never
want to let it whither away or go.

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