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The Traveler MAG

May 1, 2010
By Emma.FiskeDobell SILVER, Brooklyn, New York
Emma.FiskeDobell SILVER, Brooklyn, New York
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The lonesome traveler
Stood on the moon, inside
A swirling sky of
Green.
He gazed down toward
The bottomless sea,
Dropping stars
From his hand
Into the
Starving waves
That ran up the shore and
Devoured
Shimmering moonbeams
And the sand they
Danced upon,
Until all that was left
Was a trail of
His footprints:
A path across the land,
Into the green sky.
He looked below, and
Having no stars left,
Cast pieces of a broken moon
Into the
Black ocean.



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on Mar. 5 2013 at 3:59 pm
ChrisJ PLATINUM, Rochester, New York
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Man must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.&rdquo;<br /> - Martin Luther King Jr.

What a fantasy! Really great job!