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Poetry News Post #1643

Without the sun, is it still morning?

Written by: Novus Arcanus Marth Naser, the Human Dive
Date: Friday, April 4th, 2008
Addressed to: Everyone


Each day, the faithful light rises.
Without complaints; without surprises.
When gone, the shadows grow so long;
these are the things that will never be songs.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Ios, in the year 242 MA.


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