ellemac23

The eyes that see far beyond the surface, Land of mountains and frailties Beyond the curve of the particular road Through rocks and into the core. Inside where all is hot and ready, Only for you. Only for you, intellectual, Believer in beauty at the center. Saturate the soul I live. Grow my roots into blooming daisies. Furrow into the world of me. Find the sign that binds us together. What do you scratch when all seems gone? When the clouds and waves cease to flow. When the rain scrapes away all existence. Is there an hour in which nothing, nothing can capture the roots that are bound? Bound to be inseparable, untouchable to

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