Jan 2019
see, there are no lines in the face of your soul
no Time that can pass like time weathering bones
it’s all so internal, incredible Truth
The Hands of The Clock that are carrying you
may hope they are bringing be hope you receive
when passes your person, you die as a seed
that falls on the soil of Life and not death
Eternally growing, Eternally breath
no Time that can pass like time weathering bones
it’s all so internal, incredible Truth
The Hands of The Clock that are carrying you
may hope they are bringing be hope you receive
when passes your person, you die as a seed
that falls on the soil of Life and not death
Eternally growing, Eternally breath
«И иное упало на добрую землю и дало плод, который взошел и вырос, и принесло иное тридцать, иное шестьдесят, и иное сто.»
От Марка 4:8
От Марка 4:8
(Vladivostok)
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