Of Fate (wings2fly2heaven)
September 18, 2011
O stillness of an ashen void
In dawning worlds will wait
For the muse to speak of times
And shine warmth upon her face
Muffled shades in silky skies
Far above those thresholds still
Hastened steps echo more
As this muse does cling to will
O stillness of charred windows
Night can no more wait
For the muse shall narrate tales
And reveal her twist of fate
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