Sonnet 18

  Lambs in the Sea

  Written by: Ariel Cabasag

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  Dreadful tears run like a river

  Where Mikel swirled at me

  Snow lays nipped the clouds

  Thousand nights cloyed as triumphant sky

  Where frantic pain often die

  How dreams dwelled the sun

  Will you be as dazzling can?

  Intently prehend at the snow

  Eyes glimpsed at the lambs

  Like how hills portrayed as clam

  I often run at the sea

  Like how you begin the day

  Relentlessly unfolded the night

  As Mikel eyed the as bright