And it swept over me like a hurricane that of which did not come quietly
And i was ash by daybreak; reborn of my own will and the mercy of he who owns my soul.
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swedish (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Beautiful words arranged so well it feels scriptural. Nicely done and a fave
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