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Sound

May 28, 2013
By sarah_elizabeth265 BRONZE, Emerald Isle, North Carolina
sarah_elizabeth265 BRONZE, Emerald Isle, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
And sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we still hope.


The sound in the distance
Like a cold, dark call
“Come”
It whispers relentlessly
My legs
They whimper forward
Step by step
I pass along rocks
Through the woods
Across raging rivers
And treacherous storms
The path grows wide
My journey draws near
There I stand
Now you are here



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