by sophiasummerNorthland, New Zealand
Jun 2013 434 Views 0 comments
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They marched along my shoulder
we stayed quiet to the day
Can we not rise upon! they whispered
Our life Is our Stay!
To hold that Is
to grapple all
to know this is right
We shall never fall
for on darkened days
tis' the mind
shall be the mountain
all swords will melt
within the fountain
we stayed quiet to the day
Can we not rise upon! they whispered
Our life Is our Stay!
To hold that Is
to grapple all
to know this is right
We shall never fall
for on darkened days
tis' the mind
shall be the mountain
all swords will melt
within the fountain
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Posted: Jun 2013
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