The Mountain and Hills

The mountain shrieked further, 

And the hills couldn’t be fathomed. 

By his heart, a deep sad soul has emerged. 

The limbo saturated into a feverish dream, 

Into the land of no name, no heart, even no soul. 

The poems he wrote was done, 

By a dilemma to leave the world, 

That his loved one has gone, 

Forever in a lifetime.

~ Chapter 5. The Mountain and Hills,

from "The Salt Prejudice" by Keefe R.D ~

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