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Dread the night that comes to rape the sun dispersing rays that love the day.
The frown on the face of the Fellowship prevalent having realized the loss of rule.
The unknown specter, King of miasma, threatens those who wish to pass.
The darkest corners disguised in a black cloak the day gathers strength to do battle once more.
In the continuing eons the struggle for supremacy rages never knowing the fight is balanced.
So we roll watching the blood sun take its revenge.
The fellowship sighs in repose..
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Writing Prompt |
The challenge is to write a poem that includes the words provided. Your poem can be of any type.
The words:
love - dread - fellowship - frown
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Author Notes
This speaks to the Yin and Yang the push and pull, the action and reaction the balance as I call it between life-and-death day-and-night.
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