I stood at the banks whence that final river lay, For twice more stepped forward and thought awry; My life…
The wind
The wind in between me and life grew stronger, As I made myself a way of words that stirs, inwardly;…
I stood at the banks whence that final river lay, For twice more stepped forward and thought awry; My life…
The wind in between me and life grew stronger, As I made myself a way of words that stirs, inwardly;…
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