"The hallowed way's of young dismay,
borrowed from the seas restless waves,
hidden behind the boat it sways,
hidden and destroyed from the burning rays,
of a passionate summers day,
the hallowed way's of young dismay"
A poem written out of boredom = P
THE RANDOM PEOPLE OF TOMORROW [[LET'S RAWRRR]]
Playground for the random.
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