We are one of the same kind ... Thou I tilt to the envy of riches... Your heart is cast in pure goodness ... And I claim not as I have fallen short before god ... But you know my heart and your words sound louder than a harp in the cloud ...coz your heart is what I am not
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
Another inspired poem ...again from my idol CherryBunny ...
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