Sojourn (MystresMyna)

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Sojourn


Ask me not,

What's in my brain;

Thoughts are shallow

Intelligence vain.


Memories drown,

In mediocrity,

Awaiting rescue

From loves apogee.


Shall I surrender,

To this abomination?

Or rally my soul,

Through ample determination?


The way is clear,

Though the sojourn long.

When I triumph...

Who can count me wrong?

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