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 As you may know by now, our new channel is #RealmScape on the StarChat server. We don't do regular poetry readings in there, but it would be nice. Its understood that we all write poetry, and I am proposing that we post more poems in this newsletter. I suppose I shall start. :) Hearing, Not Listening How now, that fatal afterglow whose shimmer fades with the fall of certainty.
Noble grace in fear of camaraderie lost fearful of what it doesn't understand; fearful of itself Shining beacon O solemn sanctuary and in whatever the noble grace dost believe Believe hope lies over the Moors It's where we stand, awaiting your decision. I can not scream at you, because I have truly lost my voice. As long as you realize what is to be reaped from the struggle taken upon these pillars Then I shall see you, next fight. blessings, Lady Tia
Originally published in Project X Newsletter #59
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