Give us peace, the people cry If the search for such preciousness continues outside of self the peoples cries will continue and strive The kingdom is not far choose to see look deep into your mirror see with your mystic eye the creators jewels are at hand open the treasure chest being limitless... Sign in to see full entry.
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Poetry is like a beautiful breeze on a hot summer day kissing every inch of your glorious body. C.Lovett. Blessed Be.
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