Untitled Unfinished (The Flame That Lights Your Soul)
Take a look to the horizon
the moon is rising fast
through silhouettes and shadows
the hills and trees have cast.
Their empty branches rustle;
the autumn wind blows cold
and the stars begin to flicker
like the flame that lights your soul
poem by Jason Cline
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