Sep 2016
You keep me grounded like a tree
Your roots, they nourish and bind me
To this plot of earth on which I stand
You're worth more than every grain of sand
Your roots, they nourish and bind me
To this plot of earth on which I stand
You're worth more than every grain of sand
Love can't grow in barren soil.
(30/M/Back home where I belong)
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