The Sunday poem. Please note this is not meant as advice to anyone. Beyond, beyond. Sometimes I wonder because you seem be so soft and gentle and far from my destiny. Your hair soft against my cheek as though you are, able to transport a kind of tender energy this far. I wonder do we share more than... Sign in to see full entry.
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