A strange coupling, this;
that you I should take
in heart of my breathe, and,
like a kingdom of rain
constantly fall, nourishing
what light – lovely is growing
against the odds of all promise
removing the walls
upon which
I live
A strange coupling, this;
that you I should take
in heart of my breathe, and,
like a kingdom of rain
constantly fall, nourishing
what light – lovely is growing
against the odds of all promise
removing the walls
upon which
I live
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