hello ttl! old poem for someone I knew once
Echos paint paths
and beckon feet, sure and fleet...
parting dark and wood
What spirit dervish seeks to dance this night?
What driven ethereal...so compelled?
Echoes paint paths
I yet hear feet....still sure...still fleet,
parting the dark...
where the shadows always...are friendly
who dare dance
in the night wood.
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