Peace at Last

October 20, 2011
By Jaechan PLATINUM, New City, New York
Jaechan PLATINUM, New City, New York
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I can't wait for the gentle frost
To come in with the midnight sun
Bringing in rest
To this weary soul
To this battered old body
Washing in tranquility
So new flowers may blossom
As a fruit falls off a tree and dies
So that a new mighty one may soon grow
In the seed that it bared


I can't wait for the gentle frost
To come in with the midnight sun
So that the end is finally here



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