Harsh Poem by Melody Morningstar

Harsh



Born into a harsh
Choatic world
Traveling on a journey

To
A utopia
Findin grace

In a place no one looks
In a place less gone to
On a road less traveled

Up a hill
By a stream
On a mountain

Ones hope guides them
Ones hope leads them
Untill

It is found

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