And then her voice sang…
When I am ready it will be because I have played more, been a cherished lover of many, and reside fondly evermore within the hearts and memories of my beautiful, sweet scented sisters
of Earth. …
When I am ready it will be because I have played more, been a cherished lover of many, and reside fondly evermore within the hearts and memories of my beautiful, sweet scented sisters
of Earth. …
My evolution, is one of many hypocrisies
Cold has chosen (me)
Its such a sweet music
Blame the world if you wish,
But counting tears will not make you rich,
Beautiful things to look at;
I think she might be contageous
so comfortable
It’s driving me
the marvelous flowers, trees and whole fields of green.
And I am glad, for I see the sun rising and smile.
if you can’t play pretend,
there’s something wrong with your head.
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