here be the first line of a poem continue it
The moon was shing brightly.........
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, pale and soft against the stilled waters of the sea that was in darkness
on this night of sorrow and greed that is the world
, a world in which the living, not, and deciest look at in ways that differ, from eyes they may be peasant, rock, or king
King of the heavens and earth, peasant to all who serve under him, for he must repay the land for his taking.
piash talk ???
will y pleazzz stop insulting people ace I've read 4 threads where u go on and insult people for the sake of it,
New poem...
I once lived to tell about the world...
A world of dreams.