“The moon, like a flower
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.”
She came to me one morning One lonely sunday morning Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in darkness I was walking And destruction lay around me From a fight... continue reading
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