they lived here once, he hears them, 
their laughter on the lake -- 
he sees them when he's dreaming, 
and smells them when awake -- 

he feels their love, their sadness, 
their wishes, and their cares -- 
he doesn't know their time or names,  
just that this land 

is theirs

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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