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seeds lie barren on the hardpan of a soul craving seek absolution on scarred knees search for bliss in the brief bloom after sparse rain believe these offerings are not in vain seeds lie dormant awaiting grace
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
The Water
seeds lie barren on the hardpan of a soul craving seek absolution on scarred knees search for bliss in the brief bloom after sparse rain believe these offerings are not in vain seeds lie dormant awaiting grace
denel-kessler
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
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