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The Lotus in the Marsh
I see the world around me
Shifting from origin,
Natures and actions of people
Deviating astray with no precision.
Yet, among the chaos I seek and find,
The one soul who I thought I could easily leave behind.
Her eyes sparkling with love, and her heart, oh so kind,
She lifts me up with her energy, her voice revitalising my mind.
She creates a symphony guided ...
Wednesday 13th May 2020 1:39 am
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