by burnstyle | Dec 24, 2018 | American Version
THE VERSESPage 54 Pass two friends of octave In December Ride the man of oz To the land near the window There’s a road that leads to Dark forest Where white is in color With two maps After circle and square In July and August A path beckons To mica and driftwood Under...
by burnstyle | Dec 24, 2018 | American Version
THE VERSESPage 53 The first chapter Written in water Near men With wind rose Behind bending branches And a green picket fence At the base of a tall tree You can still hear the honking Shell, limestone, silver, salt Stars move by day Sails pass by night Even in...
by burnstyle | Dec 24, 2018 | American Version
THE VERSESPage 52 At stone wall’s door The air smells sweet Not far away High posts are three Education and Justice For all to see Sounds from the sky Near ace is high Running north, but first across In jewel’s direction Is an object Of Twain’s attention Giant pole...
by burnstyle | Dec 24, 2018 | American Version
THE VERSESPage 51 Lane Two twenty two You’ll see an arc of lights Weight and roots extended Together saved the site Of granite walls Wind swept halls Citadel in the night A wingless bird ascended Born of ancient dreams of flight Beneath the only standing member Of a...
by burnstyle | Dec 24, 2018 | American Version
THE VERSESPage 50 If Thucydides is North of Xenophon Take five steps In the area of his direction A green tower of lights In the middle section Near those Who pass the coliseum With metal walls Face the water Your back to the stairs Feel at home All the letters Are...
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