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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Silently

 

Silently a river flows

I test its waters with my toes

It’s a cutting, piercing, burning cold

But in its depths dreams are sold

The kind that can't be bought with gold

The kind you grasp and try to hold

But slip between your finger tips

And lightly brush against your lips

Time and Age your endless foes

With heavy heart I let them go

Edited by Mira
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beautiful...i love the detail and the way the words flow together...i love all of your poems and hope some day to be as good as many f the people on this sight...gives me something to live for...*smiles*

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