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[aid] => mick
[title] => ''innocence unknown''
[time] => 2003-10-24 06:11:30
[hometext] => If i could add a drop of sarcasm, it would be perfect.
[bodytext] => The sun still shines brightly As the sounds ring through the air Lives awake to the new born day While the night fades away in its glare “A regular day, just like the others,” Murmured young “Malrax the grand” The fox’s lithe ears twitched and shot up Dancing about, eager to play Cradled in nature’s soft hands He trampled the grasses, And nibbled the fruits Frolicking freely; digging up roots Life was his apple, the choices were his The green of the emerald, An abundance within Too subtle the hints for his naïve young eyes The trap was well hidden; its jaws opened, wide “Night symbols sleep,” as the young one got weary Settling for rest, he’d run out of daring The sharp pain evoked a cry so great His foot was now lost; it could not wait Stumbling and tripping, the plants of the day Faded in darkness, great foes they became. Each step brought more torment —But he had to walk on— As the cold moon rose higher Its young will was gone Taken and lost To nature’s fond hands The fox of the wild “Malrax the grand” And the sun—still—shines brightly As the sounds— ring through the air Life awakens to the new born day —And the past is no longer there— [comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 31 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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