Having reached a grasp of peace
Beheld of quiet, joyful face
A measure happiness, here by
The light and snow I'm
Wandering in place
Bright eyes!
How lovely before today
(That I would take notice, praise)
A shade of amber, tinted with ice
Dark eyes, I long to know what
You would say..
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
Great write
If only peace were within our grasp.
Neat.
If only peace were within our grasp.
Neat.
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