Virtues of the Olden Room

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Drawing of an alien and mushroom
On the wall, whirling fantasy of

Raw dreams and angst of teen years
Harbored in the net and mascots

The silent associates of night
Timeworn defender, conspirer

Shared dreary nights and tears
Longing of the phantom vision

Yesteryears’ pain, today’s strength
In many different shapes and colors

She pauses in the ancient fort
Grasping the gem, why suffer?

Now she’s sapient
A queen of mirth

(by Byung A. Fallgren.  byungafallgren.wordpress.com)

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