The winds are gray
Blustering..
The heart is at fray,
Wound-ering
The waves of vehemence
Coiling
Twisted around the wreath of life.
"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream."
Friday, March 8, 2013
The windy soul
The winds are gray
Blustering..
The heart is at fray,
Wound-ering
The waves of vehemence
Coiling
Twisted around the wreath of life.
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