cloud-leaper

i often feel in my heart the warmth of a wise cold soul. / / from the warmth of love my cold heart grows warm / from my hearts core throughout / the ice oozes, / beneth my feet, / a warm sleet. / / / The Hearts conviction, the Minds metamorphosis.

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