And there she is again:
Diana the huntress.
Half in darkness,
Gently shifting her vaporous robes aside,
To reveal her luminescence.
To guide and comfort.
A reminder that I am not alone in this black night.
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Author:
Jenny Wren (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 26th, 2019 03:25
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
Beautiful write Jenny.
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