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we spoke the silent words of love most true...

He walks along the shore, while i within
the water cold and blue. we talked before...

True perfection is spoken no more plainly than in...
this is not a depiction of beauty on his canvas...

what perfect silence Death imparts to those
who wait with sealed eyes. there’s no more...

Disjointed...
bordered by a picture frame and look inside to...

In my young age, i have only begun the search.
through diligent introspection, i have learned...

Oh, summer rain, that calls to me
with breeze that sings sweet melodies...