Ascending Levanah
reread words .. I see love and a promise.
I'm afraid this time I want it
swelling of dew on the meadows where did you fly
necklaces with gemstones Dawn
knew the flowers in the woods
monotonous singing of crickets
our ideal was clear and simple
I wanted to do Honey bees as
or feed children.
Now I'm here, sometimes fragile and out of place
I protect myself?
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