Like pearls,
Like glass;
A shining immaculacy
bereft of the past.
With an infinite capacity,
The vessel holds the soul,
And two parts become whole.
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 11:54 PM UTC
Like pearls,
Like glass;
A shining immaculacy
bereft of the past.
With an infinite capacity,
The vessel holds the soul,
And two parts become whole.
Take a swing, see what you think it means.
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