the sweetness of figs and grapes
of distant summers
soul carries the scent.
Now that the tears wash
rooms in the old wound.
E 'March. After
is autumn and the chill that went.
Soon the earth will remember the semi
will resurrect them and they look good on your
farmyard blessed by the Father.
of distant summers
soul carries the scent.
Now that the tears wash
rooms in the old wound.
E 'March. After
is autumn and the chill that went.
Soon the earth will remember the semi
will resurrect them and they look good on your
farmyard blessed by the Father.
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