In the heart of the Globe
The compass shows
A paradise of snow
Or a transcendent sale of souls
A golden idea
A sliver tear shared
On a lonely planet laid to bare
For all the "mistakes"
That made the Earth live in fear
Ink pattered the land
The Author faltered in tandem
Writing on the wall
Told a new Author's work at hand
And the vision
Left for the girl to illustrate
Something beautiful
Something new
But can the fool be forgiven too?
©palewriter
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