I always thought
Like stars begin by springing into black sky
This then is how he dresses heaven.
And he gives you more light than this:
Only time sings of it,
As eternity rolls on
(Fridge Poems) 12.01.2019
We wrestle not, dear sister, against our flesh and blood, But I find myself these days, swept up in that flood, For the violence of that sep...
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