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All poems, quotes, words, are my own original work.
In a land barren and wasteful
I could hear the coyote howl...
The year was 1940
It was late at night...
I'm reaching out with my hand
time slipping away like gains of sand...
Casting a spell
to bring about hell...
Chasing dreams in our sleep
that might never be caught...
As the rain fell it washed away the dirt
from within it washed away the hurt
As the rainbow arches across the sky
so to do the tears in your eyes dry
Like ashes in a fire
nothing more than dust
a heart inside once filled with lust
by Milly Hayward