Hush my loves, listen well for the healing angels are upon us Wings of dreams blessings cast open your hearts to receive them The deadmans' hands have touched these lands awaken, my loves you've been deceived The shadows, I know they taunt and they tease but the light of love will set you free So... 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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