Sunday, November 27. 2011
The Unicorn's Touch
You might believe that what you see
Is not to know what sooth might be
Yet, in the end, you must admit
How you will still relate to it
You know your breath and its disguise
In spite of all what you despise
You know your lands and all your selves
How could you ever be one else
© 2011
Is not to know what sooth might be
Yet, in the end, you must admit
How you will still relate to it
You know your breath and its disguise
In spite of all what you despise
You know your lands and all your selves
How could you ever be one else
© 2011
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