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Monday, March 8, 2004


The sun will rise again
A sword lay next to a fallen warror
The blade glows from the moonlight
A village rests in peace for the night
He will rest forever
The moon falls behind the trees
A woman stands by a door and watches the sun rise
Hope in her heart hidding the rising doubt
The warror is buried the sword his headstone
The woman moves on a part of her has died
The moon shines behind a layer of clouds
Another day comes to an end
Hours shall pass and the sun will rise again.

*Again* My poem, if you wish to use it, tell me frist.

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