The Weave In Which My Soul Appeased
So wound in layered weave, thoughts that strangle, deeds that bleed, and no matter my resolve, the depth of wrapping
Read moreSo wound in layered weave, thoughts that strangle, deeds that bleed, and no matter my resolve, the depth of wrapping
Read moreUpon the grassy knoll, a humble heart… I sit upon a grassy knoll, so high, the world so small below,
Read moreShe spun that twine with deft fingers all aligned to procure a line so strong, that when the world was
Read moreI climb through the weave of my life, contemplating the complexities of my purpose, knowing deep down, I
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