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Random Unsorted Drafts / 9 February 2020

There was always a song playing

A tune spelling out the end:

It must have been love, as my

Australian adventure faded

Torn, between the bright light and pride

The southern lass proclaimed inside

But one song remains unsung;

Undiscovered & I hope it will

Remain

Forever

Silent

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About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.