There be Dragons
The edge of the map is found
But it is nothing
Just a page within an atlas
And that atlas in one of many tomes
Sitting upon the shelves
Of but one room in a library
Adventures and trails await
The explorers who think they know it all
Posted: Friday, January 10th, 2014 @ 6:34 pm
Categories: Poems.
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