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Rest sweet soul

Her soul swept across the wast land for him,
Searching every moment where time had
stopped by their presence

Singeling out the dust that remained,
still untouched

Scouring the path where their unawakened
desires had been disturbed

Her soul now is a legend that keeps her locked
by those moments in time




Fri vers av Frida Andersson
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Publicerad 2015-12-10 10:17



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