Gray Wanderers

A Year of Sonnets — 002/365

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In stories, stars will light the path
to victory, grief’s aftermath
if only you would crane your head
and let your stubborn self be led
where Heaven wills — follow that trail
and you are destined ne’er to fail
nor fall: your spirit guarded still
should all of Hell besiege your will.