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PerseveranceTo a thousand souls, bored with holes by others thoughtless deeds,
To a thousand souls, hurt by those who from their hatred bleed.
That scarring of our distant past that will not let us sleep,
That whisper of those wounds, deep still, the ill will that they keep.
The Dragon's Pain.
Some of us are searching still who cannot find our way,
Through all this mire, our voices tire; what now do we say?
That worldly men from their own sin keep long lists of ours,
Forget their own, convinced were gone, our proud necks bow low.
No, they cannot see within, were bound to deeper ways.
Our heart and soul cannot the whole be seen at their first gaze.
Yes, weve heard of Beowulf, weve heard St. Georges name,
But all these tales of fire and flails begin to sound the same.
And our desire, our heartfelt cry, is for their second gaze,
That here again midst mortal men we
A Suppressed Meeting The day I saw the moving van pull up to the door of the little red brick house behind the woods I live in, I was interested to know who was moving in this residence. I knew that they probably would never meet me, their secret neighbor, but watching people living their lives is always an interesting pastime for me when they will not allow me to be directly involved. When I saw the young husband get out of the rented van to go accompany his wife to the door, I was pleasantly surprised. I recognized him. We had been friends when he was a young child. The young mans name was Cole Coleburn. He had lived in this house up until he was in the third grade. I watched with pride as my old friend reentered his childhood home accompanied by a wife and an enthusiastic young son.
The young couple spent about a week getting their belongings arranged in the hous
Fleeing from Hope Dont you be sarcastic with me, young lady, Natalies mother said, pointing her finger right at Natalies face.
I dont need any more of this. If you keep me in the woods, thats where Ill go!
Natalie stomped out the door and slammed it as hard as she could behind her. She wished her mother wasnt so illogically restrictive. Ever since her father had run away several months back, mom never let her do anything. Natalie knew it was insecurity. Mom didnt want to lose her like she lost Dad, but Natalie told her mother her thoughts, it ended with this. The conversation started only because Natalie really wanted to go to a sleep over with a friend from school. It was a sleep over with her best friend. They had been next-door neighbors before a drop in income forced them to mo
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