P O E S I A

When thick clouds start

To occupy the space

And darkness builds up

Like an endless maze…

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The north winds blow

Even time runs slow

God knows I am here

To stay till the morrow.

                                                               yvetteauroredecroix’06

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Copyright 2006 Y. CROIX. All rights reserved.

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