Try.
They tell me
it is a matter of time. I
know better
having walked
the arid soil with a bucket of water.
The beauty in her soul
creeps no more.
Hard
Try.
They tell me
it is a matter of time. I
know better
having walked
the arid soil with a bucket of water.
The beauty in her soul
creeps no more.
seasons: a poetic journey 
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