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Guardian
Guardian
Hold on there, traveller!
Thou shalt not pass,
my arms akimbo,
myriad fingers spread upon the sky,
I leer with yawning mouth,
and lean upon the way,
till toll is paid
to sentry’s bold alert.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 03.18.24
Prompt: As per illustration.
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