I Sing Of The Well Poem by Marlene Rashidi

I Sing Of The Well

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Sweet concord in mine ears,
Sounds from the ancient,
Like mountains breaking down,
As peaceful as the well,
A sound from my dad's old guitar,
A sound with proclamation,
Slowly the voice goes down,
The end of melody has come,
Save a sound for the alive ones,
Misfortunes finds it in it's position,
The melody breaks a fall.

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