It shocked my soul and pierced my gloom.
But I can't keep it, nor make it mine.
Only love its grace, its beauty, its life.
Monday, August 29, 2016
A striking bloom
It shocked my soul and pierced my gloom.
But I can't keep it, nor make it mine.
Only love its grace, its beauty, its life.
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