The Dragon mile is the endless Solitude of the life I lead.
I lean into the wind as I steadily traverse this Road.
Though surrounded by many I find that I am constantly alone.
Not here or there for long I wait for nothing but am already gone.
Not once coming to rest for rest it’s not my nature.
The Dragon's Mile is the unending Despair that I feel
I can Touch Nothing or no one and leave a lasting impression
How can all this be, you cannot know the Sorrow or torment I feel
Putting aside my ambition and pinning my hopes on a tragedy
I lean in to the wind and keep my course as I go...
Down the dragon's mile
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William King
Gen X Dad, Musician, Writer, Artist and Visionary. These are the thought that invade my mind. I share them with you! Do you feel lucky! YOU SHOULD!
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