Tag: poem
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Press Play ▶️ 👇 Just like the ocean under themoon, the manner a maidgape in awe; the outrageouskindness of her mistress. Yesterday, I saw the woundedsoul of mankind, under Godshoneyed-face gaze. Suddenly, I havebecome a sweet facefountain
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Covered in blankets of their faces, I became cold. The morning spilt darkness on my feet, I am sodden in unrest, married to uncertainty. O’ flower child, can a nation be born in a day? Earth child, Thy wretched soul…
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leaking hearts, broken petals, oceans retreat
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The best gift she ever gave to herself, Looking at her face in the mirror with a smile. The tombstone of victimization removed, A child is born unto us, new day dawn. Birds of yonder places sing in unison; ”O’…
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