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Walk Out: englyn proest gadwynog
I’m so tired of all this: the endless sense of hopeless; the evil creeping like mist; the feeling ever helpless. Walk out into the sunshine! Find anything that’s divine: some thing we share, yours and mine. Look past its flaws … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, daylight, death, englyn proest gadwynog, hope, illusion, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms
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