Out of the darkness at Miletus.
What hope is there beyond the light?
I am not man, now slave.
I am but lion’s prey.
Oppressive dark, my life remaining.
The light, my death, though entertaining.
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I love this pic and the poem suits it nicely. And...yay I'm the first to leave you a comment!!
ReplyDeleteI love what you've done with this - very good!
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