Grantme the opening of those sapphire gates
Thosewelcomed familiar sight to my forlorn eyes
Ihave been so long from my home and state
I'vecried to know of long remembered times
Thesestreets I have trodden for years on end
PlacesI've left in stewards' care in my absence
Praythey do know how loyalty shall commend
Oh,for Chyro's Visage shall they find sense
Ishall keep this short for I have much to do
Thankyou, oh my city, for never wanting for pity
Thereis times to be had, you may count me a fool
Youhonest ones who contest grant me some levity
Ihave friends to entreat and bridges be burned
Butknow when I do pass the Derelict King has returned
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The Insomnia Project
PoetryThis is basically where I post any creative thought that passes through my skull. Any poetry, dream, story story that my mind formulates into rational thought. Enjoy.