Thunder gods grow older; their lightning bolts grow dim.
My father towered over me; now I’m taller than him.
Now time has turned him from a god into a wizened elf
and I must start believing in the legend of myself.
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scratch | May 20, 2012 - 20:35
That is excellent. The best four lines of poetry that I have read in ages.
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