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for a brief description read the poem |
It's the mountain side of nowhere that's hiding all the colors ... blocking out the sunlight to capture our bleakest soul. Forgetting love once ruled in the places since turned lonely ... if we could bring together the faces of the free. Our collective magic wilts as our lives accept the mundane ... wrapped up - imprisoned - buried under siege. With shadows preventing the warmth of unconditional love's grace ... how many must breathe never knowing they weren't alone? With the light it cried in protest this wasn't the only answer ... for the few seek the knowledge are blessed within a prayer. For the honest and the noble shall together forge a new way far from the bland colored nowhere and the mountain side of lies. |