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The Rock
by Clayton Parrish
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The rock spawned from the sands of time, Standing as a mighty sentinel Baring the mountain's bones, Leaving the feeling of warm rain and sunshine. I stand transfixed before this fiery mountain As misty clouds gather, Transforming into radiant beauty, Showering the landscape from its fountain. I'm wooed by its charms, Courted by its caress. I bare my soul, accepting its happiness, Exposing my feelings to life's harms. |
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