A Pilgrim's Passage
I do not write as speak many of these things from deep inside
In which I should such as compassion, sympathy and emphatic
Terms towards a priceless life their beauty's although once upon
Her blue moons tides through time this, I most surely tried to do..
Perhaps it's heart is still in place ? Indirectly spoken round-a-bouts
Tearing at the seams rip tides rifts as swimming, up stream; dreams.
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