#31 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’) Poem by Peter S. Quinn
#31 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’)
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I have watered under dust,
I've skimmed the deepest sea;
Seen the gold turn into rust,
Inside you and me.
Words and whispers confident,
Creeping shadows all unite;
Darkness from the cold and night,
Here with me abide.
Angels gone to fame and light,
I was behind the stages;
Shifting shadows into fight,
Those were outrages.
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