Just Apanthism words
Come with me, for you wished to tread
this distant, otherworldly peak.
Still, nurture no will to steadily descend,
since there is no return for you to seek.
And you shall pay for the prevailing dread,
but not in havoc�s discontent, like in times gone.
Now you even set yourself to send
away your ultimate thought forlorn.
Our hands shall touch only the hair,
suspending amid blankness vacant
that sweeps away the words we dare
as if it were a barrier blatant.
But then the spells shall break �n� clear
and wilderness be our sole haunt.
With this and that we�d look like young �n� dear,
Appearances would not miss out. - (M.Polydouri)
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