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April 6, 2015
By Seth Gholston BRONZE, Austin, Texas
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Let’s tell the story
The story of a forgotten land
Lost in the shores of time.
The truth shrouded In the shadows of humanity.
The search was futile as they lost themselves like a blind men.
They crawled back from the ashes,
And continued the search with eagle eyes.
A group managed to find the truth,
Hidden in murky water like gold in a river.
But once they found it, it vanished
Gone from this world into nothingness.
So they search begins again for something that can’t
Be found.

© Julie Baxt, New City, NY

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