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Poetry News Post #1427

The Paths

Written by: Sirrocian Ranger, Daimone Andrex Sa'Rithven-Rian
Date: Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003
Addressed to: Disarmingly Charming Audeo, Synecdoche for Femininity


I walked one path, to you your own, like this we went for years,
Best friends for a long, long time, our paths often can near.
As you look back you shall see, your path never crossed mine,
But from this day foward, our paths are one, unto the end of time.
Our paths are one, as we walk on, eternity lays ahead,
Our souls shall travel the same road, long after our bodys are dead.
Our soul is one, this we've prove, when your cut I shall bleed,
Though my body craves mutton, water, sleep, to my soul, youre all I
need.
Nothing is impossable, a small bush to you has proved,
Year in and out, its shall continue to grow, my hand from yours will
never move.
I love you more than all the gold this great land has to give,
For youre my heart, my soul, my life, the only reason I live.

Always

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Aeguary, in the year 333 AF.


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Poetry News Post #1427

The Paths

Written by: Sirrocian Ranger, Daimone Andrex Sa'Rithven-Rian
Date: Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003
Addressed to: Disarmingly Charming Audeo, Synecdoche for Femininity


I walked one path, to you your own, like this we went for years,
Best friends for a long, long time, our paths often can near.
As you look back you shall see, your path never crossed mine,
But from this day foward, our paths are one, unto the end of time.
Our paths are one, as we walk on, eternity lays ahead,
Our souls shall travel the same road, long after our bodys are dead.
Our soul is one, this we've prove, when your cut I shall bleed,
Though my body craves mutton, water, sleep, to my soul, youre all I
need.
Nothing is impossable, a small bush to you has proved,
Year in and out, its shall continue to grow, my hand from yours will
never move.
I love you more than all the gold this great land has to give,
For youre my heart, my soul, my life, the only reason I live.

Always

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Aeguary, in the year 333 AF.


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