Aug 2016
though weary be
this shapeless loneliness,
knowingly held
in love and light,
doth casts in stone
the shape of hope
where there once
was naught
this shapeless loneliness,
knowingly held
in love and light,
doth casts in stone
the shape of hope
where there once
was naught
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