Tuesday, 27 April 2021

Hic


Day 27






While billowing hooves pestle the glad ground,

And men raise relics to the venerable vault,

There is a border where strange beasts revel,

Here,  grey besieges candy colour,

And branches bend the frightened frame,

To an intimate terra incognita,

Where only the worthy dare look.




 


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