By the Fire
By the Fire I sat by the fire, my offenses burning in its heated glow. I sat in peace and heartfelt joy watching mute ya shakur for the beauty of your soul. Sign in to see full entry.
Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul: By the Fire
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