The soul
finds itself
in the passing moments
of life.
Resonance rekindles
the crippled wings
of spirit.
The remembrance
of true essence
jolts us back
into being.
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
The soul
finds itself
in the passing moments
of life.
Resonance rekindles
the crippled wings
of spirit.
The remembrance
of true essence
jolts us back
into being.
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